Strands of Time

Class:10: Jaded

I feel so helpless,

My fear is shapeless,

I'm nothing but a hapless fool—-

Worrying over things I can't control.

Traitorous tears are welling up,

I feel that, all the hope I have left,

Won't even feel a cup.

I hate this needy soul,

It seems I was born,

To be nothing but fate's toy.

Oh, this crazy world and uncertainty,

Despair and hopelessness is plenty.

Really, it's an ugly world to tell you the truth.

Why are people so greedy?

Why do we spawn so many desires?

Mounting them up , will be taller than the biggest spire.

Why do we set ourselves up for disappointment?

For so much meaningless agony?

We might as well throw our hearts into a pyre.

'Cause Destiny's Wheel for the poor is nothing but a broken tyre.

They say anything's possible with money,

Then it seems luck and talent can be bought as well.

Isn't that just swell?

This world is rotten to its core.

It can give me nothing but a sore.

We can only hope that when our soul is torn,

And the world has worn,

And we are re-born,

There will be no discrimination.

And the best legislation ,

Is that,money can't save you from your sins.

And all the wealth goes into bins.

So tell me, what are we going crazy for?

Why do we keep wanting more?

Has honesty and modesty all become a lore?

Where is the door, out of this God-forsaken world?

If for happiness I must beg,

It won't be at some human's leg,

I'll pray to God,

Against all odds.

But mark my words,

I won't sell my soul for a place in this world.

Author's note: I wrote this fearing the worst after a long silence , the night before I found out that I was rejected as a uwc candidate. I had big dreams and they came crashing down so much that I felt like someone was hammering board pins into my heart, over and over again. After crying for a whole day I realized I never should have applied. I kept cursing myself for it, what r the odds that I would get the only scholarship seat , when there are so many candidates out there? If my parents could have afforded it, I could have gone on full payment but I can't.

I concluded if I had never had the dream of going to one, I wouldn't be feeling like this now. So, tell me, why do we set ourselves up for disappointment despite knowing the odds will never favor us ? Is it wrong to dream big dreams?

If money is everything in this world, then I want to be a millionaire. But then there is one thing u can't buy.,u can't buy your youth back.