A  M E S S.

When studies are killing you and you don’t know what to do 

You realize life’s a mess and you’re too

 The fear of grades inculcated in us, brings out tears of depression

Lost all faith in myself, it’s about time the pen drops down.

Every moment that now passes away

Makes you feel all sorts of brave

Not getting the attention that you crave

You’re just another soul on this world, you’re so naive.

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