Within me I find these words I create my own rhyme on the inside I cry like a broken child for the world I smile like a performing mind an abyss awaits, it seems for my rival while I slave under the sun for my meager survival earning a living of a mere mime for the world I smile like a performing mind no friend nor foe nor past nor tomorrow gasping for the breads as I drown in sorrow no mer to shadow my ungodly grime for the world I smile like a performing mind wondering if someone had to live in a way where none could hear what one had to say trapped in a cage like a prisoner of wartime for the world I smile like a performing mind the
I really loved yaswell. This could be something which every one of us can relate at one or the other point of time we understand the true meaning of loneliness. In spite of having everyone around us, we don't feel like they are related to us. We don't find someone with whom we can share our inner feelings