Life is becoming meaningless,
Without a life,
To live for,
To love for,
And be passionate about…
Living someone else’s life,
Hopes, aspirations and time,
Living in a shell,
Handcrafted by someone else,
Life loses all meaning…
Heart in trauma,
Thoughts enslaved,
Limbs abound,
I am just a slave,
Of someone else’s aspirations…
In life’s arena,
Waging someone else’s war,
Freedom just a clasp away,
Alas! It’s shrouded,
By someone else’s thoughts…
I am just a slave,
Living someone else’s life,
In someone else’s mind,
In someone else’s world,
A world wrapped so tight…
Living in someone else’s world,
That’s trapped shut,
With nothing but fear,
with nothing but insolence,
With nothing but doubts…
Love has left our abode,
With this charade,
Going on and on and on,
Every single day,
Making life war-torn…
I wanna fly away,
Flee – to safety,
And build my own lonely life,
That’s the best,
When you lose your freedom!
The day is nearing close,
When this charade,
Is repeated time and again,
To flee and be away,
And be alone – lost in time!
