Story of my life

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Here comes the air,

It depends upon how you care,

May be its the thing which you call fear,

You have to feel the fear,

Or else you have to bear,

Life is full of tears and tears,

The spirits and stamina you possess,u have to gear up,

A layer of hardships you may get as you give up,

You ought to struggle hard to get back your world your utopia,

Or else you'll hide because of people phobia,

I struggled very hard to make this horrible world back my utopia,

But that moment I was quite young and small to get back my utopia,

I moaned and moaned! But no one was there,

Instead everyone was there to make fun and crack jokes upon my tears,

This is the thing that caused fear,

This is the thing that caused tears,

That was all my reverie that torned into pieces and broke me up,

Im waiting for a climex that change up my life,

Yeah! I need these gloomy days to fade up,

I dont know how my wounds and scabs are gonna heal up,

Life is full of tears and tears,

There is nothing except fears and fears,

Nothing is true which we hear,

Life is full of tears and tears.