There's something running inside my head,
It doesn't stops anywhere.
It keeps me awake all night and day
And it doesn't lets me rest.
At times it feels like a heavy load,
It also has become my madness now,
And the rush I get remembering it,
Makes me crazier, a little more.
I've lost my happiness, I've lost my joy,
Now all I see are the things to conquer,
As all my happiness lies in them,
And not in any breakable toy.
Time is less, but there's a lot to do,
There's a lot to make out of this life.
Giving up on any shouldn't be done,
Because you need some cards in your hands too.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryHello people! I am Sania Zehra and this is my first ever book to be published anywhere. I have been writing poems from a very long time and I have been using it as a tool to express myself. So I took some of my poems and made their collection for it...
