Another week is coming to the end
City lights can thrill but they don't mend
Me not only tired i can stand
All pleasures are turning to sand
Pressure of my dreams don't let me breathe
I am fully fed up with this peace
Somewhere I will find the needed keys
Maybe on the top of highest trees
My mind keeps on traveling
While i'm stuck in the routine
It's a decision not a feeling
This lifestyle has no meaning
I'm not too much different it's a trend
Feeling not much happy but i ten
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