My Life

Dec 27, 2022

1 min read

By S.Smrithi

Looking for a happy ending,

But I feel like the path to it is bending.

Every time I inch closer I back away,

It’s always just a dismay.

Everything in my life is so cryptic,

It has me wondering why it is so mystic.

Things could be easier but no.

Is my life my friend or my foe?

By S.Smrithi

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