MIZZLE OF FRUSTRATION
THEN IT CAME THE POINT I'D RATHER NOT REACHFRUSTRATION THAT IS EVERYBODY'S GRIEF
BUT AS A LIVING THING IN THIS PLANET EARTH
LET US BE HUMAN, SO BE IT.
THE DAY IS GLOOMY WHY IT CAN'T BE GAY
EVERYTHING SEEMS FALLING SO HEAVY
THE PAIN IS UNBEARABLE AND TEARS FALL
WHY OH WHY.. SUCH FRUSTRATION.
AND SO LET IT BE AWAY FROM THE CROWD
BE YOURSELF UNMINDFUL AROUND
NEVER THINKING TO ACHIEVE AND JUST WALLOW IN
BUT HOPING...
MZZLE OF FRUSTRATION DISSOLVES IN TIME.
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