Writing a memoir for my memories,
Trying to theorize the theories.
Which led me to believe(that 'may be'
or casually i will say 'must be'),
I am living in a dream that needs to be broken
as surroundings of mine has left me shaken
at the very thought whether i am able enough
to fight to the situation that appears to be tough
Questions and confusions are my dearest soul mates
but i am not very cheerful about this polygamy
these disturbing housewives has detrimental effects
on my mind,cranked heart as a whole my anatomy
when analogical disguise becomes need for the hour
unethical ways remains only logical choice
I always choose to stand up and say to myself
Its time to be men from pitiful boys
