To my soul,
Tell me, just ,who art thee,
Tell me, just ,who art thee,
why it pains, when I pee
I want to know who you are,
ruining me and my virility this far.
Why my self is against me,
And my cognition taking away my glee.
Can’t the things done be undone,
To behold again myself enjoying the sun
Are you an infatuation , or seduction,
If no, then what is behind my deviation.
Why my life has been screwed to hell,
and the reason behind revolt of every cell. ( of body)
Soul speaks out,
The reason does not lie in the course of star,
It’s you , your intuition and your self war .
I want to know who you are,
ruining me and my virility this far.
Why my self is against me,
And my cognition taking away my glee.
Can’t the things done be undone,
To behold again myself enjoying the sun
Are you an infatuation , or seduction,
If no, then what is behind my deviation.
Why my life has been screwed to hell,
and the reason behind revolt of every cell. ( of body)
Soul speaks out,
The reason does not lie in the course of star,
It’s you , your intuition and your self war .
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