There come storm one day,

and uprooted all my beliefs and say.

What is it I am trying to seek?

and who has given it power to make me freak?

All my hard work and my pain,

has once again gone in drain.

All out are going crazy to see who I am,

but fail to see what I am going through damn.

I nomore have instructions to give to my mind,

who knows what next is going to upwind?

Is it something else I am born for?

And all these failures mean to show me that door?

Is some game going on?

Between my mind and emotions, signalling new ray of dawn?

I am reluctant to join any kind of game,

and neither want power nor any fame.

But only want freedom to live the life I want,

the world where nothing can make me haunt.

But in this society there is no free lunch,

to earn that freedom, have to show worth it bunch.

And my story revolves around these circus moves,

I hope I will have that freedom out of blues!