Mid-Life Crisis
My mind is messed my thoughts are muddled I know no more the right from crime Today is a horrid consequence Of what tomorrow maybe I love him but he may not Life is but only about affection self-regard, his passion, their appreciation I want to have all, but none To be doubtful, lost and hesitant Yearn there was one separate from that A Walk in the woods with him beside me The dream was to soar, build a life of honour A hundred hurdles on the detour My perseverance is now a burden A wolf is as strong as the pack it furnish discord amongst is poison to each Bundling the three Is ruining me -Khushi