"nonsense" (autobiography of a fool)

Being 18 i don't know

'm living if its a life

what is it? how is it?

nobody born to know

but me cz its my life

promotion of digits

time moving cruelly

now its 2011 'm 18

'm still the same

with huge difference

i born doesn't know

what's cry but now

i know, to hold too

i see keep seeing

whats happening

'm not tied yet feel

'm captivated

i think, i think a lot

'm psycho? over what?

is still unknown

dinner at * hotels to

road side stalls

travelling AC  to

fighting for general seat

owning a home to

watching its sold out 

owning automobiles to

burgaining for

second hand cycle

from boozing to

to relaxing on marizuana

showing mercy to

living on mercy

wishing for a girl to

kissing  a dream girl

being topper to loser

under different goddamn

educational board divisions

playing gully cricket

to playing for club

watching people with me

to hearing good bye

from being human to

relation to reality

evreything is revolving

all around me

i'hv been paralysed

over situations i faced

managing to be alive

experiencing the raw

one can see, read, feel

lots of medium to

experience the experience

some do in language

of love others with other

happy sad two disgusting

words but i love them

can't deviate from

utter human nature

i think experience

is of two types

facing & mistaking

& my job is to get

confuse in between

conclusion, 'm the

biggest fool of this world

coz 'm in insane confusion

experience is world

world is experience

but what we gonna

do with this experience

in the end

we die, formatting

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