why is it that i talk soo much yet i feel unheard? why is it that i expend so much energy yet nothing is created why it is that i do so much yet no one notices? and yet there are times when i do nothing and the mountain moves when i do not say anything and yet they understand maybe life's not fair but does it have to be shitty? and even if it is why am i struggling in this all alone? and then you have the audacity to stand in front of me everyday, flaunting that you can do it to. cocky enough? this too shall pass and that too shall pass bullshit. maybe this will pass but i cannot deny this existence and if it's supposed to be an illusion then you too are an illusion and if it's not well then, aren't you just the biggest chhaliya?
chhaliyaa chhaliyaa chhaliyaa
roop chura lu,
main hu aisi chhaliya