You don’t know what is your life’s purpose,
When you don’t feel like yourself,
You fall into a trap of tantrums,
In your mind you are cornered.
When you are in your own world,
Being lonely still feels crowded,
While the sounds in your head guide ahead,
That’s your cry for help.
While others expect a lot from you,
The burden over-weight,
You lose interest in life,
That’s a sign you are lost.
And just like that,
Everything around you,
Becomes a speck you can’t see,
Maybe it’s time to pause and think.
Its NOT over,
It’s a blemish you gotta fight,
You take charge over yourself,
With all your might.