I Have My Own Answers..
..a.d.
Everything in the air around
and everything to which is a filthy question whose answers are very round...
And me too breathing that air...
being lost in something with my vacant stare
bothering ,refusing the answers which are very unfair....
Holding my own breath, I face them all
I answered them and for them wrong is what people call
why ..? is when I asked , I see their proofs are very small..
To everyone's every step , there arise questions
and to me each step is my own questions
like wise are my things and my actions
The world around always ask me
and they expect the answer which their mind has to be
I never liked the reasons ...besides
I have my own answers which always prove what they should be..
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