There is no tears
In my eyes
There is no sorrow
In my face
There is no soul
As a whole
Everytime when I step forward
Im beaten up
Again and again
To the ground
Crushed and stomped
Surrounded by failures
Now and then
Forever trapped
The more strong I become
The more deep I'm kissed
By failure
Embraced by the sinous gust
Of failure
Making me lose hope
Making me stumble
At the very first step
to begin my beggining
Atleast I'm favoured by failure
When not by luck
Life seems to be dark
Its not fair
For the ones who work hard
Really hard
There is no reason
For me to be strong again
I'm fed up
Failure has become my lifestyle
After all there is no hope
To hold on
If there is any shape
To the word failure
It's me
Yes it's me
Let me handle this word failure
I'm gonna make it hate me
Let it be with me
Until it gets tired
And runs away
Until then
Its me with the last name failure.
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