Can’t you feel my pain
Can’t you feel my agony

All is not well but
They said I’m misguided

My heart aches
My soul shambles well

Can’t you see my flowing tears
My eyes are going to dry

I want to sing a swan song
I want to die fancy free

Hope they will not cominate me then
I will be concealed under the blanket of loam

They don’t know I’m a seed
Without any delay I will bloom

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