It's just another day with lackluster
I know its courage that I must muster.
Though I'm established and I thank God,
I feel lonely as much as it sounds odd.
Despair requests to be a friend
as love seems to shy away.
Age kept seeing this changing trend,
a perplexed life with many shades of gray
Truth is disguised under a poker face
Silence seems to be the easier grace
Search for peace leads to a mysterious maze
Chaos spoils memories of a better place
In the fight with destiny to gain wealth,
I kept sacrificing that bit of good health.
In the race to win love and breath,
I keep getting closer to death.
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