Life Is a Mess
My mind seems mess,
more worse than a match of chess.
Felling everyday the same,
like every video is roasted by
Khaby Lame.
Finding out something to do
hoping for something good
no matter how bad the day
at the end of it, I love the food.
Now, problem is my soulmate
but I don't know how to say,
every time she comes near me
I just try to push myself away.
So, I can find some peace
before my life get seize.
Copyright © Sapnendu Das | Year Posted 2022
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