When I write I lose my mind,
I go down a different lane.
All to find the correct rhyme,
I go and see suffering pain.
To people it entertains,
the idea of sadness.
It seems interesting,
to people who claim happiness,
when society is a mess.
How can people be so blind,
to the world’s emptiness?
Now is the best time,
to stop joining the bandwagon,
and be unique again.