He was standing nowhere,
How could he ever reach there?
He was all alone and no one seemed to care,
He felt- life to him wasn’t at all fair.
He always ended up from where he began.
He doesn’t want to do it even if he can,
He asks himself would he escape if he ran,
But they say face the world be a man.
So many goals to achieve, so many aims,
But now he knows all that matters is success and fame,
Now its the time for him to learn to play the life’s game.
When something goes wrong have someone else to blame.
What did this cold world make of that innocent heart,
He couldn’t turn back, no hope for a new start,
He could betray people, it became his art,
He did not think he was wrong on his part....
by Desiress (14 Years)