By Anannya Tribhuwam
Sweet words is were i melt and forget all the pain.
Thinking that my life is not in vain.
First comes sweet then bitter.
And again i turn into quitter.
Hoping and praying that i will get better.
But i think now, it will never be enough.
It's only me that thinks life is tough.
Is it only me?
Or it's all.
My path gets narrowed by walls.
Quite halls, doesn't scare me but chaos do.
In real life my friends are only two,
And trusted once are few.
That's my life's view.
Sweet words is were i melt and forget all the pain.
Thinking that my life is not in vain...