boulevard of past and present

my past and my present
all of them are full of resents
The scoop of life was all damn curiosities

who made me grew up after such fallacies

I fell on my knees again and again

it edified how to lift yourself up after an intense pain

ranting minds never let me gasp the wind

but the One sitting in the clouds wanted me in

i feared and wanted to die when I sinned

but in a dream The voice stringed

you're a purpose and not a scum

start your trek again and don't feel numb

slept in the murkiness I woke up in dazzle

I vowed not to look dull and hassle

everyone has a tale nothing bizarre

accepting the actuality I've come so far

if you don't buy my truth you have a choice

 don't try to fix up and make me revise

because you choose what you want to

you can't judge me...

not being in my shoe....!