I know not what to write,
nor what to say...
Life seems to have lost its bright
Lost are times, merry and gay
Gone are days when a simple smile
fetched people queued in a mile
to please and render affection
Childhood, source of every consolation
There were days when my heart felt that the antonym for happiness was happiness
I yearn for the time that flew away
Which has now left me in loneliness...
There came a time when choices were to be made
And in haste, I did, make some choices...
My best plans were not laid, again
A committed blunder, from the path of happiness
I skid
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