Going through an unusual Stress These days
What will be my futture ,what it's gonna pay
Where will i Stand ??
What will be in my hand ??
A few years ago, thought of a lot of dreams
Sachi,you're gonnna do it,they always screamed..
AS years passed,confidence Shattered
Tried to build again but never gathered..
Sometimes feel like crying
sometimes feel like dying
whatever were the emotions
Always thought,no,there's still a hope of Flying....
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