Locked:
It's all closed
We, the world and all
We all have been suffering
Mental or finance
We have our own grievance
Looking for a come up
Looking for a hope
It's our own mentality
This is not a joke
Our hands are tied
Kneel down to the deep
Scared a bit
But it has opportunities like a heap
Time and again
Anxiety hits you like a storm
Be that toughest tree
Have faith in that Lord
Now it's even worse
Our face pointing the floor
The hands pushing us even down
But we have to roar
Pain and sorrow is a part of this game
Emos are strong
Regrets are lame
So go along.
- MIISHALII


















