Being ranting about my life,
Through words and rhymes,
Never thought I would get tired of this line,
But today I am, so here goes nothing-
Rant,
Wanted to share the issues I had,
Couldnt cause everyone got something else to rant,
Rant,
Time changed the situation that, cant even understand the problem,
But cant say because I had what I wanted,
Rant,
Wanted to share but hear other, Drops the plan,
Why?
Because I want to say the bad stuff,
But they wanted to talk about the pain stuff,
Rant,
I cant even rhyme words, thats how much I am lost,
I want someone to hold my hands and say
"You will survive, just dont go"
"Dont leave this behind, you worked really hard though"
"So embrace the pain and keep moving forward"
But I want to rant but couldn't,
Because there is noone who could understand,
Under that they have so much that they won't even care.
So finally,
I rant, rant through my poetry and cry through words,
Cause it seems like they never go through the pain,
Untill you bring them together to form this negative world,
So I rant about the time,
Resent the ungratefulness,
And brings the pride, because I learnt how to smile while hiding my cries.
This is the end of my ran-
