Jailed I am, to a four walled house.
Ruled I am, by all fake vows.
Strangled my neck, with rope of rules.
Killing me everyday, cursed words of yours.
20 is my age, seems lived enough now.
20 years since now, I am suffering those vows.
But I don't remember, what vows I did make.
I don't remember, if i pleaded to come here.
What all I know, is that I never asked you.
Never asked you, to bring me your place.
But I accept, that if I had asked you.
Because nobody remembers, their words of young age.
I know it is not you, your intentions are not harsh.
I know you are making me feel the curses you have lived.
Enough it is now! What have I got to do?
What have I got to do with that holy shit!?!
Did you bring me here, to dump all your pains?
Am I a trash-box to jot all garbage?
Why don't you leave, your cursed past behind?
Why don't you bless me with a beautiful life?
The burden of curses have taken over my soul.
Now I wish to die, as soon as possible.
I hope I must have, taken all your pains.
Please let me go out, of your life I cry.
I know your wounds are not, going to heal this birth.
I'll have to bear this load, throughout this cursed life.
Killing me it is, everyday each moment.
I guess I was born to live a cursed life.
I am happy because somebody, had to bear these pains.
God has chosen me, to save others from this pain.
It is difficult I know, but I'll have to live with it.
My patience is over now, I want to get over it.
I can't behave more cool, or happy from outside.
I just can't act joker, for everyone to make smile.
I know this bored you, but I didn't intended to.
I just write to relieve my soul, from curses of life.
Ruled I am, by all fake vows.
Strangled my neck, with rope of rules.
Killing me everyday, cursed words of yours.
20 is my age, seems lived enough now.
20 years since now, I am suffering those vows.
But I don't remember, what vows I did make.
I don't remember, if i pleaded to come here.
What all I know, is that I never asked you.
Never asked you, to bring me your place.
But I accept, that if I had asked you.
Because nobody remembers, their words of young age.
I know it is not you, your intentions are not harsh.
I know you are making me feel the curses you have lived.
Enough it is now! What have I got to do?
What have I got to do with that holy shit!?!
Did you bring me here, to dump all your pains?
Am I a trash-box to jot all garbage?
Why don't you leave, your cursed past behind?
Why don't you bless me with a beautiful life?
The burden of curses have taken over my soul.
Now I wish to die, as soon as possible.
I hope I must have, taken all your pains.
Please let me go out, of your life I cry.
I know your wounds are not, going to heal this birth.
I'll have to bear this load, throughout this cursed life.
Killing me it is, everyday each moment.
I guess I was born to live a cursed life.
I am happy because somebody, had to bear these pains.
God has chosen me, to save others from this pain.
It is difficult I know, but I'll have to live with it.
My patience is over now, I want to get over it.
I can't behave more cool, or happy from outside.
I just can't act joker, for everyone to make smile.
I know this bored you, but I didn't intended to.
I just write to relieve my soul, from curses of life.

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