My legs move faster than my thoughts
My hands held tight to my bag
But I wonder where is this journey leading me to...
I try to catch up with the rat race
I try to be one among them
But I wonder what is the purpose of all this...
I close my eyes after a long day
I think of the new day to come
But I wonder what is that i want to achieve...
I no longer have chocolate pieces with freinds
I no longer have a doll to play with
I no longer have someone to wait for
I no longer have a mouthorgan in my tiffin box
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