do pal ki yaadein

Kal jab dekha tumko toh laga ki tum woh nahi..

Woh dost nahi.. woh pyaar nahi..

Ab shayad woh baat nahi..

Par ek baat jo na seh paaya main..

Woh tha tera bhool jaana mujhko..

Aue ek nayi duniya mein bas jaana..

Mujhe chhod jaana..

Ab woh baatein nahi.. Ab woh raatein nahi..

Mulaquate nahi.. Do pal ki yaadein nahi..

Chala jaaunga main.. Yaad bhi na aaunga main..

Main.. Yaad na aaunga main.. Aur na tum..

Yeh shayad aaj ki baat hai..

Main ajnabi hoon tere liye ye mujhe yaad hai..

Ankahee baatein bhi yaad hain.. Cinema se paidal aana bhi yaad hai..

Saath mein khana bhi yaad hai.. Gaana sunte hue..

Gappe maarna bhi yaad hai..

Par kya tujhe yaad hai woh din..

Woh tasveeron mein khoye hue din...

Ab woh baatein nahi.. Ab woh raatein nahi..

Mulaquate nahi.. Do pal ki yaadein nahi..

Chala jaaunga main.. Yaad bhi na aaunga main..

Main.. Yaad na aaunga main.. Aur na tum..

Celestial Extradition

feared....i was the one who was feared.
hated....i became the one most hated.
and then i died, and then my soul got freed
to come to the gates of heaven and hell
where I found thee.

your story was somewhat different,
a candle flickering in a desert of crows,
a soul srtiving to live all the way with foes,
but like everyone needs to die....before the need
comes for a cry....you died, oh yes my love you died.

and you were aimless there, in the heaven of air,
then why you tried to come unto me,
to trade the company of heaven for the company of a
slave like me....
a stupid fool like me to just die like me.

this is the theory of celestial extradition,
an angel comes to hell for a very little reason.
reason was to destroy my soul before it went
back to earth again....
reason was to take her revenge on the person
who forced her to wither away.

Eyes that never cried

This is life you've never seen in a while,
and maybe the case is that you may die in a while.
the thoughts that will fuse in your mind after
you hear this lullaby....are not the ones running
in my eyes....the eyes that never cried.

She was sitting all alone....all alone beneath the sky,
wishing for someone's company but never
causing it to happen anytime.
then I saw her through these eyes, and all at once
I wanted to make her mine....

the mixture of feelings they breed.
unearthly passions and unknown greed.
never showed up in these eyes....the eyes that never cried.

the lust filled scent gave my chance away
she knew what was coming in the way
and then she tried to cry....raise everyone
in the crowd in a while
and I never did what I did....I tried to
take her life.


the mixture of feelings they breed.
unearthly passions and unknown greed.
never showed up in these eyes....the eyes that never cried.

Now comes the question why I say that these
eyes never cry....you must know I am a father
that tried to rape his child.
why I never later cried....why the guilt
overcame the passion filled lies.
after these long fourteen years I stand at her grave,
trying to cry....shed tears....from the eyes
that never cried.

The God deceased my soul

freezed....metal pieces flowing in my blood freezed
siezed....all my mentally unfaithful processes siezed
and here I was forced to die....forced to cry
the seriously insane bloodcurdling cry...

die....die....you unfaithful piece of crow shit....die
this world is one piece of unholy astrixed shit....shit you call hell,
yeh, the god lied to you....the god who kicked his own father,
lied to you. and you died a long time ago....in a world you may never
get a chance to go....
and this motherfucking rhyme....maked you all more deceased
oh, hell yes you packed with your shirts creased
without a place left to go....to go....a place to go.

The god deceased my soul....for telling the truth....
something that was different from his fucking lies....
and now calling this hell may make it your home....but
for me it is really a battlefield with headless freaks wanting to cry.

die....die....you crazy little piece of shit guilty of raping his child....die
this world is gonna end....make sure you do no pretence
you just....need to die....die....die....this deceased is asking
you to leave this fucking place and just die...silently, without a pain....die.
there is no need for you to be live...according to somebody else's directed lies
the world abounds in sorrows, people roasting each other alive....
girls as prostitutes and men as slaves sold everywhere I find....
backbitching, backhitting and trading each other for insignificant trifles
of this fucked up life.
so then I should say it was good for me to die....

The God deceased my soul....never making me to come back
again in thsi world devil....full of fucking lives....
and calling this hell as earth may make it your home....
but for me it is really a battlefield with headless freaks wanting to cry....

worship me I am dead....

Kanda...Es-trata...Ta-toon...Hazan
sobar...Ear-Grets, Gat, ...Nos-feratos
...Amantos...Kanda!

now this is what you searched for so long,
wanting to sound cool you've used devil's cocoon
.the above written words will free its soul...
forcing IT...to metamorph in flesh form.
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I became the God I hated for so long,
worship me I am dead....
my death defined my grace.
worship me I am dead....
The devil no longer will suffer disgrace,
you don't know what you'll now face.

haha, you took my name...used it for so long,
thinking it'd make ur identity fuckin cool.
yea, right you were...I'll make the blood in
your nerves go coool....
I am back....and this is the devil doing what you call rap.
pieces of eternity, won't take much time to settle in my brain
this time when you'll sleep
it'll be me whom you'll embrace.

I became the God I hated for so long,
worship me I am dead....
dead....I am dead.....in the world of those who are alive.

Everything past

I’ve been taking this pain,
since I was perfectly sane.
I’ve been living in blame,
with all my love lost I don’t even try to frame
to think of you, to talk about everything you claimed,
the reflection is becoming real…
bringing you back to me has now no gain.

This life changes so fast,
it makes everything to be past.
even now I am trying to find who you really are.

In this world lately, I’ve been working alone so sadly
grim faces mocking at me, trying to pull me down.

Don’t even try to come back, you’re a moment of past,
when you’re not here, I’m so troubled,
do you think what will I be to see you..
come out of my mind’s rubble.

This life changes so fast,
it makes everything seem to be past.
even now I am trying to find who you really are.

Built for a kill

Let me tell you a story....that can never be a dream
I was locked up in a cell....three days to speak.
there was not much trouble....but when I was out I knew
my life had changed....
I had learned a lesson from a person no one will
see again....the ones who dies for planting bombs and stuff
like that....those who are called "enemy of state" and those who
never says this....

Life is like a web from where you never get out
the more you wriggle the more you're trapped out
then the only way left for you is to
stand still....with your senses built for a kill.

It was like he told me how he planned to live a clean life
a life you always pray yours to be; but then his family
was killed....n when he fought with the right way,
he became a cause of lot of envy, and brought lot more trouble
to those left out...so he decided to take the other side.
act a devil to the fact that they should get what they wanted
and this was what never happened, and he then found out....

Life is like a web from where you never get out
the more you wriggle the more you're trapped out
then the only way left for you is to
stand still....with your senses built for a kill.

he could never get to the ones he wanted....ones he wanted to
hurt like hell, but he got more work,and in the end he found he
had become what he despised....the ones who kill and take unnecessay lives.

my strange eyes...

Nothing lasts forever, and so did I.
But the questions still remained,
hidden somewhere in my lies.
I became a stranger, even for my own eyes.

I know your thoughts before you think,
" why talk to a stranger,
the so called danger.
maybe I should remain to the ones I trust,
the ones that support me in times of cries."

actually you're right,
why change your past when you are
happy in present times.
But maybe the past is still waiting for
your presence, wondering what could have
happened if you'd have been there,
smiling in a stranger's eyes.

Just a Timeless piece of Shit

Time, is like a metal, cold, hard, tough. Never changing its nature for weak forces that we normally apply. But hey, I am in no way telling the secrets to break Time- Space continuum or anything like that. I am here to tell you that time is in fact an insignificant creation we believe so much in. Our world in fact runs on it – we breath, we run, we even have fun – everything limited by time. But then realize this reality – the most breathtaking views, most beautiful things that have happened to us have only lasted for a split second; yet they give life to an age of lifelong struggle, pursuit in a new direction with a new purpose. Just imagine the moment you fell in love with someone – it took only a moment to happen, and yet it happened. [Please don’t deny this!!]
Now why I said time to be insignificant. It is when you see at the time that has passed away, when you struggled hard to get into some good college, the good old school days, the laughs we shared with our friends, the cricket matches played in the nearby ground – everything, has somewhat got compressed in the memory lane. Now again, when you plan a proposal, an undertaking or a project, you think it in steps…step 1: get the requirements, step 2: get the deal, step 3: live happily ever after. You never or maybe seldom take into account the several hours of pain, sweat and labor accompanied that will go into that night when you will shout with a heart filled with ecstasy – or maybe just a heart filled with smile on your face. Life’s like that, dear. An instant may make your life go on forever and an instant may crash you like you never existed. So, just believe, believe not in the time, but in the way you live in it. I really don’t want to sound like someone who is preaching; but believe me, when I wrote this I too though like you…and maybe after sometime I may think like you again. But for this time I am loving each and every moment as it is passing by.
Time for some scientific crap now. I know you know but I want you to remember this thing. According to parallel universe theory of Quantum Mechanics, whenever you have ways to choose; the universe splits at that particular instant into two exact copies – one having the “you” taking the left path, and the other “you” taking the right one. So actually don’t need to regret for anything. You have actually tried each and every possible option available to you at any particular instant in your life. Then why regret – one of you got into IIT, one became a doctor, one committed suicide, one became a thief, one a rickshaw puller; every possible option you have tried and will be trying. Then why regret – just think about it. You don’t need to think how much time [or just anything] has been wasted; you just need to keep the battle on with whatever you have got and that’s it.
Don’t love time, don’t love money, in fact don’t love anything at all. Love people, love the joys, the pleasures, the sorrows and those moments that won’t return back and can’t be buyed. Somewhere you must have come across this famous thought…
“Things are to be used and people to be loved,
make sure you don’t end up doing the opposite.”
What can I say more; just believe, believe that everything you want will happen – but not until you want it like you can’t live without it. And don’t forget to rejoice when you get that moment. Till then….keep smiling always.

How it Started

It ends like this, when you first tried to kiss.
I never took you like that, never thought about you anything bad.
The moments that ever passed,
Make me go back to the starting wish.

We met in a place, first time, not known to other we were.
but why we sat together, tried to talk and later wanted to be together;
Just think of it in all.
The hissing cool water of the big fountain in the mall,
where we met at our first date, do you recall?
The burger in the restaurant, the movie in the hall,
the last ice cream we shared, cause you forgot yours in the stall.

It was decided, no we didn’t thought of it at all.
When I left you outside your home why the silence and darkness
just had to fall.
Your eyes met mine, we tried to speak, we spoke too,
but not with mouth, do you feel.
Know that, eyes do more than just see.
And as it happens in all cases you know or ever come across,
we came so close; I felt your breath on my neck, and to tell you,
it was really turning me on.
I closed my eyes, I could feel you so close to me, and I know
that our lips met and I can’t just tell you
what all I had there to feel.

The story doesn’t ends there, it gets filled more with despair.
You won’t really feel what I felt that time,
not even for a moment were you mine.
the thoughts of you got extinguished before the time.
The phone call that you made that night, telling me
that it won’t work out, it won’t become the right thing for us to do.
Ok, I don’t say that was not fine.
Maybe you wanted more space and that’s all right.
But come on its not too much a thing for you to get out of my life.
we could have remained as friends,
why you thought of me bad later all the time.

What was wrong, what did I really do.
I never got to see the dialogues too.
just that the play was over without my part being done,
you took me to be really dumb.

Figure it out…no, Just fight it out.
when you won’t see me you’ll curse yourself inside out.
you won’t want to believe that it was really you who left me.
and I know you don’t want that to happen.
But that’ll really be done,
you’ll surely regret what you have done.

Confessions of a line

I drew the line
never far across times
where I was not known.
for what I had not committed
and what was not mine.

Maybe this time is better
more peaceful than the past was
lost in uncertainity of its own kind.
and today I know others better,
better than what I thought I would know myself in this time.

Locked I was , in my own words
in my self created confines.
before I had to taste what was freedom,
and the truth that separation from family
created more yearning of its kind.

I started to forget myself, just to create
what I despised.
Then I even didn’t realized what I
would do when it will come
to facing tough times.

I don’t want to say that I never
worked up to my sight.
But what was in store for me
came to me when I had lost my time
to leave you behind and draw the line.

Confessions to Viper

I am not sick of you,
the unearthly passions you filled in my mind,
never make me forget you.
just because you are still standing,
it maybe that I may lose, because of you.
no one can tell why I ….
who never believed in himself,
believed in you.
It is your fault that I am not here,
to help you and guide you.
or maybe it’s the other way round
I needed your aid more than mine was
needed by you.
I detested you humbleness and your
way of living….
In my dreams I fought with and in reality I
lost to you.
You gave me a reason,
to keep on fighting, to win and defeat
and now what I am is just because of you.

One day we will part
our ways will one day divide
(and that day is going to come soon )
(the day has passed….has it really !!)
then we may not hear each other
listen to each other.

Do not think of me then,
Do not try to contact to contact me then,
my life, never wanted to be
overshadowed by you….
and will never want your
return in it back again.
Although I ( never ) think why,
just why I ,who was among your best foes
will miss the ‘viper’ so much.

The Flight of my life

I stood at the end of the field,
wondering why, it took me so long,
to realize that I was not
going to be among those who
lived to face defeat.

Why I cared for them all,
and ran after them.
why my life was wasted on them,
I don’t want to know all of this.
was not all this written….
as we didn’t wanted it to be.

The rising fires soothed my burns,
they also never wanted
to come in this use, or maybe
….( they never told me ) why they always
came in such places where they were told to be.

If I knew that my flight was
destined to end in such fires
I would’ve destroyed myself in some
other way …then maybe those
I loved , would not have tasted heat
before they faced life, and defeat.

I am now sitting in the dirt,
watching the ambulances take away
the lucky ones, who ran after life
never fulfilling their ambitions, their passions
and burning them alive, showing
how meaningless it really was and will be.

It was not God’s will, I know
how could someone who loved us so much,
to whom we prayed when we were alive,
to whom we cried and asked for help,
…turn us to death, so early, unknowingly.

Oh, its of no use talking it now
for what we were won’t change now,
what I did is of no use now,
and maybe what I’ll do will be
of no use later.
But that won’t prevent me from attempting
the fearsome as I move into the blue.

His Ways

Silent night, never died
the graves blossomed with flowers white
cause when he was born, everyone died.

the fight for survival was never his writing
yet he fought, yet he struggled and….
never went into hiding
he cared for those who valued him most
and also those who wanted to make him a toast.

He knew where he was going
what his life will be and what…
the final stage of his soul would be.
Still he changed it,
Still he got new wings for them,
who never knew that he will
….come back, for them
….and give them once again,
a chance for an equal fight,
which only the last alive would win.

I do not know the winner’s game,
as the fight is still to occur
or maybe it is still going on
so lets wait and see,
and pray that we shouldn’t be
among the ones who tasted dirt
before they tasted heat.

Parts of Identity

He always fought, and won
but not what he fought for.
He always tried to be, and became
but not what he wanted to be.

He always thought, and worked,
and created and destroyed,
but everyone took it in a way
not intended by him to be.

What he was, what he wanted,
what he thought, what he did….
no one knew but they always seemed to be.

What everyone wanted from him he never did
he always fought with his back to their wit.
Every new day at every new way
he had a new identity
till he forgot what he really was
and what he actually wanted to be.

Silenced once by the days of confusion
he is now into a new earth of creation,
where no one knew of his forged past
and so no one stopped him from forging a future.

Even he knew about this,
and so he fought to prevent strands
from his past from rising.
Till one day, a strand like me
pulled him back to his past.

The Taste of your soul

The rays of light, never measured
Up to my sight,
Till she gave me freedom
And a new life.

I saw the people, I saw the new world
And I kept on seeing
Till I grew sick of it,
And decided to get the real taste of it.

I saw a young girl in pink
Standing on a bus stop
With many things in her mind to think
Full of worries, full of troubles,
Her life was….
before I came in it
before I made it mine
before she dropped down dead
she was still pink and bright,
only her soul was now mine.

I moved through the cities,
through their alleys and passageways,
making lucky ones free from worries,
just by taking their soul and making it mine.

A poet was, this bag of souls,
I never knew,
till one day I saw a soul,
although witless, although
not made of wine; but had
in it a tinge of poesy, a tinge of ecstasy,

alluring me to make it mine.
So just turn and see,
I am tasting your soul,
I am making it mine.

Shadows Never Lie

Shadows may never lie,
But the champ of whom they are part of
Cares never to speak anything but lie.

The storm never blew up Illidan’s feet,
It only filled his eyes with dust.
And made him look only at other’s feet.

He owed me a present,
Which he never cared about and eventually lost it
Which made me destroy his past and even his present.

He never worked for a future bright,
And whatever he got, if he had been wiser
He would’ve used it to kill all what is bright.

Winds never blew past his face
Without creating the shadows that never lied.
But see now what they have made of the face,
Cause they now lie, they also
Brought troubles, miseries, sorrows, pain, hatred,
Anger, torment, punishment and what not,
To him alone, and that is why
His shadows now lie.

The fairies die

Last night filled my ears with a cry
of someone full of sorrow
and grief, and I tell you why
I never thought it maybe
of someone I never knew,
But who works for me without a sigh.

When you wanted a miracle
and you never got it right
it was I who won
and the hatred for me made you cry
but actually the battle was not fought by me
but by someone who is not now mine.

Now your time has come,
you will now get the victory
that was really never mine
but of someone for whom I never thought
I never wanted, to know why
she cared for me alone, and not for thine.

Today I knew, the real truth,
after tasting what is life…
facing defeat, I stand in time,
waiting, but I know
she will not come back.
yes the fairies do die, and
no matter how much you pray
again they won’t return your good time.

Reasons 2 believe me

When I thought of writing this rhyme....
I wanted it to be as simple as possible....
But maybe the complex emotions in my
life showed themselves here too.
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Being anonymous for nearly
all my past life ,
limited only to some for my
strange designs.
I wanted to come out,
show what I got, really to you....

When I came here , it was not
that I wanted to speak a lie.
I just wanted to be me
and wanted everyone to know me
for a good cause
and for a right reason indeed.

That's why I tried to come up
speak everytime a chance was in scene
be friend to everyone
and let everyone come close to me.
Believe me, that was what I really tried.

Whatever happened, just think
it happened to one of your friends indeed.
Why you turned away from him
and tried to act like he was not there, ignoring him
making him feel like a transparent glass
or thought bad about him anytime in the past weeks.

Maybe you didn't knew me
that much. But please
for once you should have thought
of giving it a try....
tried to talk to me.
Tried to know my reasons for the time being.

I never wanted to live a complex life
and I ask who wants to live that please.
As for now you may think me to be
eccentric, mad and what not about me you speak.
Ok, I agree A little I may be,
but is it that much to make you hate me.

I even don't wan't to be a loner
circumstances make that for me.
I never wanted to take up false names
but there was nothing to hide behind, you see.
But now I promise I will just be me
as simple I can be.

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This was a really simple boy speaking
out his heart to everyone he needs.

Letter From God

"To whomsoever is still Human"

LETTER FROM GOD

Hi there, hope you don't mind hearing from a totally strange voice [ yes,you don't really know me !! ]. I never wanted to add up to your mailbox, but sometimes somethings need to be clarified, need to be changed. And please know that there are somethings that you just can't know without me. You just can't disprove my existence. I am there, I'll tell you later where and why. In this letter I just wanted to tell you something you overlooked and moved ahead with your plans, your designs and your general clans.

What situation I present here may be completely fictional, but its implications are highly evident in the non - fictional world you live in.[ What do you think....is it real ??]

View point I : someday, sometime, MARS.

The Human [Earthlings] spaceship [or just the probe] is landing on the surface of Mars....it's the first time humans are setting foot on Mars. The probe lands....seven of your guys come out, jump here and there, use some freaky instruments on Mars, take out some wacky readings....just to conclude that LIFE DOESN'T EXIST ON MARS. They go back just in the same way they came...thinking how much time it'll take them to meet the real aliens....green slimy, super-demon,acid spitting real anti humans , on other planets.

View point II : sameday,sametime,MARS.

It wasn't just like any other day for Martians, just like any other time. They never expected what they saw....a strange shape-like thing falling from above....something unknown coming out of it. When it rested....those unknown things jumping from places, acting strangely....and then going away the same way they came, in a big box. Not even once did a thought clicked in a Martian 's mind that these unknown jumping things were other intelligent forms of life.

With the two viewpoints clear to you, I can now directly state what I wanted to convey in this letter. You know, you're never going to find an alien life form if you keep searching for them in the way you do now. You have conjured up an image [ of a typical alien ] in your mind [ far from reality ] and you always try to find only that creation, nothing else. Why do you always think that water and/or air [oxygen ,to be sure] is necessary for life to flourish. If it worked in your case, then is it necessary that it should work just like that for everyone in the back ? For how long will you wait for them to send [ an electromagnetic wave ] signal or come flying down in a saucer shaped spaceship. Can't it be that for MARS its lifeforms be the red stones, air,lava or just any other thing be a form of life ------ which you won't ever see or believe. Your priorities and their requirements are different....and you won't find each other, if you don't open up your mind. If you don't change you'll always be alone, what you need is to make friends with faces in the wall.

I think now it's time for you to answer this question ,"What is this thing called LIFE".??Think about it...try to find a definition of life that applies to every form of life....[ not just earthlings ].

Expect to hear from me soon....till then , take care. Bye.

Your loving father,

GOD.

"Your eyes told me my crime"

Staring outside,
sitting near the window pane,
I see everyone, but not you.
How stupid I am,
don't even realise, why I never told
you why I wanted to see you.

Never known, never grown,
why we were always so far.
still my brain keeps you alive,
still I feel the magic of your eyes....
cause they told me my crime.

[Rap Track]
This song is not straight,
my life is reflected in its pain.
Now I really miss you,
But why I do that I don't know.
we were never connected
never thought of giving it a try
Sitting back, solitary now,
I just try to think,
What happened to you....
why I allowed you to go..

This world creeps under my skin
making me sink back, more inside
and I tell you that there's no one to
pull me back now.
no one to give me breath now.
Why am I losing everything....
why am I failing.
no one wants to answer this now.

Never known, never grown,
why we were always so far.
still my brain keeps you alive,
still I feel the magic of your eyes....
cause they told me my crime.

[Normal Track]
You know , its more painful
now, when you're gone.
to watch you speak, to watch you freak
just behind my computer screen.
why was it invented....the memories would've burned me anyway .

[Rap Track]
I ask this to everyone, back in open again
I say out my mind.
How can you hate now the one you loved [ and I know you still love]
[and for me] how can you lose what you never had.
I never had you with me....
[in reality you never was even near me]
everything is closing down, then why I still try
still to remember you....
still to love you.
and why don't I fail everytime
why do you return back to me always.

Never known, never grown,
why we were always so far.
still my brain keeps you alive,
still I feel the magic of your eyes....
cause they told me my crime.

[Normal Track]
Time has passed so much that
everything seems that it never happened.
still whenever the Time will end,
one thing that won't ever be gone....
will be your priceless breath in my rhyme.

"Cursed"

Its in my breath,
Its in my name,
guilty before you end the game.

Cursed I am,
for what I tried,
never got out of trying phase.

[Rap Track]
The moment was coming,
tension and sweat filling the cloud,
crowd's shouting was at its height,
when he came to stage,
he tried to speak not just freak.
but the crowd choked him down ,
he went all the way down in one go.
but he felt no pain, even no shame.

What I need to tell you that it's not his tale
it's not his story of pretending
why he did go late.
His heart felt more streaked,
more scared, burning indeed
when the view of
prospective girlfriend's current boyfriend
convince him to change his ways instead.

Its in my breath,
Its in my name,
guilty before you end the game.

Cursed I am,
for what I tried,
never got out of trying phase.

[Normal]
I am not me,
just acting a witness to myself.
atlast the pieces of me
decided to be a hitchhiker
go decipher....
the unpredictable they prophesize.

Its in my breath,
Its in my name,
guilty before you end the game.

Cursed I am,
for what I tried,
never got out of trying phase.

[Rap Track]
I ain't sick, I ain't the one who is
only destined to try and die.
I was there when you failed
and when you cried.
it was only I who never tricked
you outta your life.
Then why you make the situation
with me so sticky,
Stop acting so fishy.
One day I know you'll know
the only one who was there only for
you, just for you,
was me and no one else.
Still you fuck up my life and
make it more difficult for me to
try and decide.

Its in my breath,
Its in my name,
guilty before you end the game.

Cursed I am,
for what I tried,
never got out of trying phase.

[Normal]
I won't be there always
someday I may die,that can be anyday
Then why don't you see me
even when I'm standing before your eyes.

Its in my breath,
Its in my name,
guilty before you end the game.

Cursed I am,
for what I tried,
never got out of trying phase.

[Rap Track]
Now lemme tell you why I
called myself so cursed.
There's a bug in my bag,
and that bug is called my brain.
Who to think as closest to me,
when time comes,the need arises
that same person,
is found most distant to me.
the empty promises ,faked up smiles,
your swollen disregard
hatred embedded in disdain,
denies me mortal gain.
Loneliness is what I always see near me,
That's why my spirits pine
Why I just don't live in your time.

[ Don't pretend,just wipe that grin off your face]

Is it my mistake,
' HANG OUT' really is that a phrase,
that you never speak in my space.

Its in my breath,
Its in my name,
guilty before you end the game.

Cursed I am,
for what I tried,
never got out of trying phase.

[Hazy distant voice]
I can't change however hard I try,
my condition,my life,
ther curse pulled over my rhyme.
Not Another Day........I want to die ToDaY.