When you have raced through your life
And have been those years
That were needed to be endured with resilience
There have been many facades
Meant to be unmasked
And the bitter truths too
That made you prefer a relevant false.
Somedays you are too good to be you
Somedays you have ferretted through your selves
To find the one that is true.
There have been no certainty in the events that have gone past
But still you seek conviction in all the wishes you've asked.
It is too risky to trudge the line of faith
When on belief you try your best to survive
As you exert to acclimatize yourself
To this scrupulous force of dubious life.
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