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aged he feels, from constantly trying to evaluate the limits of functions as x approaches infinity
bandaged he is, like an egyptian mummy – draped and suffocated by multiple layers of inferiority
caged he feels, stuck within those bedroom walls and his little city, for what seems like an eternity
deranged he is, an object of pity, and an embittered human being battling with mental instability
enraged he feels, due to his debilitating inability, to get the tally of his marks up to thirty-three
from all his friends, estranged he is – a derelict ent-ty pr-ne to fits of depression and hostility
gone with the wind is the pretty girl he still indubitably loves, now he is awaiting serendipity
heart has a hole from where his soul slowly bleeds, all he ever wanted was a bit of celebrity
inert his horizontal body is, an atheist who is willing to seek intervention even from divinity
jeopardized he has a great future – what’s in store for this fallen g*nius, they ask incessantly
kept his eyes away from what needed to be done, and yesterday from shedding searing tears
like a fiasco, he definitely requires some sort of a base – in order to be able to stand up straight
mysteriously like his self-esteem – all the whiskey inside of his dad’s cupboard just keeps depleting
no cheers in life though, only a disturbing fear of being left behind by his peers occasionally seeping in
oh, it is easy to say he should quit meandering, rejoin the fray and channel his way back to the mainstream
pray for a ray of hope is all that his lips can do as his lungs cope with the smoke beneath the skies laden with grey
questions arise – why is he unable to understand binomial distributions after so many tries, doesn’t he like playing dice?
rhymes are no reasonable means to depict and communicate what thoughts are getting fermented inside his demented head
see, it wasn’t that he was absolutely pathetic at mathematics or simply hated the idea of studying, regardless of what many openly said
truth be told, the debacle could have been prevented by not being driven by a misplaced sense of adventure, and had the internet not been invented
unfortunately, it all culminated to the point where he started to dread making eye contact with relatives and others with whom he was acquainted
various sets of discrepancies exist between reality and his dreams – in the end, he simply turned out to be a sheep in wolf’s disguise, it seems
what does it take to get back the twinkle in those tremendously jaded eyes, or at least pretend that his psyche isn’t permanently dented?
xanax pills are possibly the sole means to calm him down – during the resentful instances triggering his quiescent suicidal tendencies
years will have to elapse before his mind can know what is peace, and a guilty conscience shall cease whining to finally be at ease
zombies eerily resemble his appearance though presently – visibly and increasingly miserable – haunted, just like cemeteries

- suhrd joshi lyrics

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