The Question When
When will things go my way, I am too tired to bear another heart break.
When will I learn to let go, all those memories down the drain.
When will I be able to pursue, the things I love to do.
When will I be confident,enough to stop the hate given instead of the love that is still due.
When will life give me fair chance, I want to prove that there is good in every bad.
When will people stop leaving me, When they are needed the most.
When will I stop self hate,dragging me all down till my last breath.
When will there be peace in the world maybe when we all will be laid down in grave.
Copyright © Mawra Jannat | Year Posted 2019
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