I hate the thought of going back
To that lonely deserted place,
In that four walled room, will stay.
Same like being stuck in midst of a maze
Miseries besiege , you’ll be dragged
By the unfathomable depths of your fears
Staying in that place, you’ll be drowning
You can never escape from bitterness and tears.
Fate is never fair, we will be caught
In a current much stronger than we thought
Why that be?
We can’t control what goes on around what we want to see.
(◕‿◕✿) Nodz ~