Drowning in the ocean of sadness
We plaster a smile on our lips
Doing the mundane things with no certainity
Our soul hides in the darkness and weeps
We pass by and no one notices
Like we are some invisible wind
One day the breaths will disappear
And we will turn to ashes after all those discipline
Being heard is a right every human should have
No one is above or beneath someone
No matter how much we try to be heard and seen
Our effort remains useless in the long run
From birth till death
We are the only one who is constant
Everyone is temporary
Who can vanish just in an instant
They will remember and finally see us
When we are buried six feet under
That's why most of us are selfish and ignorant
Who thinks they are the only one who never makes a blunder
