You are surrounded with world wearing mask,
At each and every break you have heart for task.

You may survive, you may fail, you may stay align..
Even with your strength and your emotion,you are pissing in a line.

They say they have your back on them,
But in actual they have your back and they do stab.

Victory wins heartbreak,
Failure wins relation;
Stability wins trust,
Giving up wins torture;

By being fake you run your ownself into dark deeds,
Where you end up bearing the fruit which once you feed.

They are there till the moment they have their beneficiary key to your heart;
And one day you will be all alone to walk right from where you start.

Whether you make it or not,there are always things to regret;
Though half bottle down, you have open window to see direct.

Play with clay,play with metal,or even play with fire;
The marks they leave will ever follow you like syre.

Live for yourself once and for all,
There wont be more days for lonely strolls;
Party anytime,be mad for cup CAKES;
atleast your buying your time from dedaly HEARTBREAKS.