silently i walk today
holding my dreams like a bouquet
like a burning soul i gleam
with a heart full of dream
but like sand i erode
is this the end of road?

i met you in my teenage charm
those memories now feel like self- harm
coloured my dreams with you
and now, it seems of no use
you said, i was difficult to decode
is that why you called it an end of road?

i felt the pain on my way
had no success stories to sway
my truth was a sickening reality
now filled with the anxiety of the deadly sightsee
i was tearing like a poisonous node
will i ever see the end to this road?