That Day1 min 197 1 min 197
It started a week ago
I was excited to go for a new day
I wore a black shirt and jeans below
And was up on my way.
I reached the destination
I sat between hundreds of people
The lady came up for an explanation
Every word flies above the head like an eagle.
Returned home with a locked face
Mother asked me "what happened kid?"
There were tears in my eyes dropping off
I didn't want to go further 'coz I felt too much pressure in it.
I'm still not fascinated with that crowd
Each word of them feels like a thousand knives to me
These tears are a storm cloud
Blood is boiling making any second a dead sea.