It's 2 AM on my clock
my mind is clouded with my thoughts
eyes filled with tears
is crying like its the end of the world
heart shattered again in thousands of pieces
ready to smile again in the morning
life stuck in a boot loop
I'm trying to reset it but I don't have any clue
I am a mummy buried deep in my sarcophagus of thoughts
something which is dead with emotions long ago
lonely in the world of gold
what should I do of paper when there is no hope
smile, work, eat, tears, no sleep
it's my daily routine
gate of my life is all closed
open enough for darkness to flow on
still waiting for happiness to find its way
I m crippled by my own people to make my own way
oh! it's 6 am already time for me to take a nap of an hour
I'll come again to show how my world is Decimated apart.

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