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I am tired and I give up,

becoz not more I can take up,

I can't fight now, I am lossing battle,

I am hurt, wounded, life is getting brutal.

Now I aint left with anymore hopes,

hallucinating my end without any dope,

Felling restless every now and then,

waiting for this anxiety to get end.

I have broke my promises to many,

To be a man, my mom dreamt of me.

Too bad, I am quitting in middle,

as now my motivation and courage is little.

I want this to end soon,

sun is not shining anymore, even though its noon.

Life has become such a mess,

every minute, getting more depress.

I have lost happiness some years behind,

cant find it now, I want to rewind.

Dont remember, what laughter looks like,

saddest is alone getting in my psych.