World, how can you be so insane? Teaching us how to love, Explaining step by step How not to get obsessed, How to stay within the standards, And keep relationships healthy, More like, if love was an iron On sale, that comes with the instruction: “Use it without getting burned”. How can love be taught?! It is so lame, Views from windows need no frames, Souls need freedom, Don’t cut my wings:
I want to fly, Don’t tell me how, Don’t tell me why. World, you are gone mad About losses and gains, Did it ever give you happiness? Power is aimed And your forehead thickens Day by day, Since morals are laughed at And values are sinking into the liquid price tags. As skies are getting smaller and smaller Between the high-rise buildings, You create us: The little he and she things, Instead of us creating you To comfort humanity. Did I lose sanity, or is it you? or maybe both of us are gone mad, Waiting for the end As if it was a beginning of catharsis.
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