You are running too fast

without the feet on the ground


The road you travel stinks with greed

Money might be the purpose of it

Since love is hard to find


Just take a look around

because some body left you 


A road more travelled was chosen 

Do you think you are the only one


Can’t you see what you are losing

Truth tumbled just like house of cards


Lonely was the destiny waiting for you 

Happiness appears like a mirage


Crying of your spirit canot be heard

its too noisy with the lies of yours

output might please you 

but you can only hear your claps



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