In this world of words
there's something called "satisfaction"
never got the feel of it
not even for a fraction.
Maybe this is all i deserve
but i refuse to accept this fact
something more... is what i think of
high ambitions still intact.
Hopes and dreams do sound good
add to that, "i'm different" mentality
but all they do to me is one thing
losing touch with hard-core reality.
Is it true that i am no different??
millions like me swarming this place
then all of us, for sure, are captives
caught up in this puzzling maze.
To show the difference, i need to stand up
but find it tough to cross the lines drawn
reason for this is not new to me, because
part of me is here, part of me is gone.
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