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Infuriated

Its no wonder I get angry alot
Coz there is pain hidden in every single slot
Of my soul
Its been always there, like a mole
A empty hole
Filled with expectations of others
Was a single son, i had no brothers
Parents wanted me to be their pillar
As if I ain't a human being
I was just a filler
Born in a slum
Wanted to play those drums
But couldn't afford 
Pockets light like helium
Always on an edge of a sword
Keep studying, until you can follow the horde
Dreams are , don't you question our lord
Who is lord? I kept asking questions
Why is he unfair? They forgot to mention
If he exist, then why good people get hurt?
Why do I had to face this dirt?
All the drama at home
All the drama in school
What he thinks of himself
As if he's making me a fool
All the drama in love
Does he think its cool?
Does he think its a joke?
That all my other folks
Seem to have everything
My life-spong will never soak
Does he think its easy to endure one heartbreak?
That he dealt me three
As if by buying two, I got one extra free
Even that wasn't enough
Already my life wasn't tough
He wanted it more rough
So even up above
I was given these looks
Made me bury my face 
Inside thick set of books
But what about fat body i had?
"How will I hide it?" I was sad
They called me "bheem ka ladoo"
I didn't had enough clue 
That names spread like a fire
Everyone knew it, i was tired
Of living this life
Walking on so many knife
No single side - easy,nice
But i kept running the race
Kept on fighting my days
Kept working hard on myself
There was no one to help
There was no one who cared
There was no one who dared
To stand by myyyy side
my juicy heart now dried
A heartless demon created
Who was always been hated
You can judge me all you want
Yeah I am  INFURIATED !

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