In the End, It Was All a Lie…


In the expansive world of love,
All I asked for is a shoulder to rest.
In the eternal hearts of crowd,
All I asked for is a corner to dwell.

In the cruel world of false fame,
All I asked for is a space to flicker.
In the fierce sprint of survival,
All I asked for is a field to flourish.

In the journey of ebb and flow,
All I asked for is a warm companion.
In the pursuit of daring dreams,
All I asked for is a moment to muse.

In the reality of clout,
All I asked for is a pinch of esteem.
In the growing urge to achieve,
All I asked for is a branch to balance.

Amid intensive emotions,
All I asked for is a calm listener.
Among the judgmental cluster,
All I asked for is a true arena.

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