YES, SICK I AM!
I may look sick
In your eyes attuned
But I speak truth
Not you to trick
I see the ways
With time you change
But I am stuck
For here to stay
I will not change
Let I be mad
In my sad eyes
I am proudly glad
Please go away
Please go your way
In my madness
let me find my way
I will always move
As I have moved
Let all betray
Oh! let them sway
I have my trust
My trust will stay
For trust a must
I trust my way
©sunita grover raina2022
09/05/22
India.
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