Sometimes I feel different, later start feeling the same,
That different feeling is on the end same to same,
Sometimes I fake it to avoid the shame,
But sometimes I take it to get the game,
That helps me to collect the fame.
I judge people on the basis of their clothing & grooming,
If natural, it won't budge their class & tuning,
Sometimes for what they speak & sense,
If natural, it won't budge their thinking sentence,
But sometimes am too puzzled about what to judge,
As people are judging me too, sure feels like a grudge.
Sometimes I feel different, later start feeling the same,
Sometimes i like people, but sometimes i hate them,
Sometimes i fear loosing people, but sometimes i wanna loose them,
Sometimes its nil, but sometimes its my only obsession,
It's either an acceptation, or a rejection sedation,
Sometimes i feel different, later start feeling the same.
3 comments:
good one brother..!! like it.. hidden talent le kr sab paida hue hain.... :) :) keep it up..!!
Great dear, its also close to me because some time i am also think like this.
Nice one!
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