4 Mindless

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Had no goal, no idea and no aim,
spent the days of college playing lame game,
unworried for obstacles that came.

Cleared the exams getting him a degree,
now what? thought he sitting under a tree,
search job, like other fish in the sea.

No luck and no skill to land for a job,
every night the heart would throb,
cursing himself for being a slob

Now the pressure was on,
everyday he wondered why was he born,
may be to deliver pizzas from here on.

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