Why is my life narrated by other writers but me?
Being Independent I am yet slave to others' words,
Why I have to shed tears each night to get clarity of my existence??
Questions are many, but the answer is not within the sight..
Want to shout, scream, cry out loud, but nothing seems right!
For, my life is narrated by other writers but me!
"Tarni"
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