Life is a mystery, so hard to solve
My strength is on the wane
I feel so lost, losing hope
At the end, what’s there to gain?
Why do I feel, so cheated of my dreams
I never aimed for the whole sky to opine
A small, little spot, would have sufficed
My own niche, for me to define
Why don’t I feel life in me?
Am I already dead?
Lifeless, lying on the ground
Is my soul gone ahead?