I am abandoned
For my deeds
In the identity
Of my retreats.
I am scary
Properly rubbish
More I speak
It's all gibberish.
Everybody runs
From me every time
I am so nonsense
Unrealistic many times.
Everybody hates
Yes, to me so much
I don't understand
Why I behave as such?
Rohan Dhabade
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Oh! My Disaster
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