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WHEELY (WHEn we feel lonELY)

UNTRA 2007 (Jammu)

I don't know why it happens,
But it makes me just so saddened
The people out there are just so fake
But it makes me really awake
about how the world changes at pace.
But they themselves are so late
That they become good just for namesake
But wait
They will surely meet their fate
Because there's karma that awaits.

I don't know how to come out of this
It is the worst shit
But yeah I can say it
That I have the best gift.

The gift of life
The gift of pride
That God gave me
Because of his choice
So I'd rather live up to the point
Rather than being polite and so light
I would be a dynamite.

I can forgive them, but not forget them;
Because it was my biggest mistake ever to trust them.

I might look ugly and rude,
But from inside my heart is so huge
And for some I am even cute.

But never ever try to change me like your wheels
Because I am someone that you might not ever meet!

I am a girl with a class
Dont force me to show what I am at last
If I show u what I was
You would never ever want to be my part.

So let me just focus,
Because I am a lotus
I know how to thrive When all my surroundings are just full of muddy lies
I know how to rise in front of all dirty eyes
I know my best even to get up when broken
Because I am a person not to be likely taken.

So it is better that we part our ways forever
Because I have a future that waits for me than ever
So I can't waste my time with losers
Who don't even get to know others.

Just don't be so fake
That no one ever waits
Build your own empire
Become a person with class
So that you get place in everyone's heart!
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Submitted by UNTRA on May 12, 2021

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