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BURNING OUT




So much has happened since the fall
Losing on, I might have dropped the ball
The past keeps lingering on my mind
Gotta hold on to something, anything worthwhile I could find
Realize this every day and every night
No strong will to fight
Guess I am just burning out
Time and again losing this bout
Guess I am just burning out
Teardrops in silence no one can hear me shout


I have some memories but I want them to faint.
Just vanish away, and leave no taint
Because all this was not planned for me
But screw the plans it was destined to be
I may be caught in a blank stare
As the head keeps boiling in its own flare
Guess I am just burning out
Time and again losing this bout
Guess I am just burning out
Teardrops in silence no one can hear me shout


When I started off I gave away my all
But was later instructed to start small
Broke what I thought was my Porcelain doll
It's a choice I made after all
Made this error and lost my prime
Now have to make up for the lost time
Guess I am just burning out
Time and again losing this bout
Guess I am just burning out
Teardrops in silence no one can hear me shout


How do I figure my tunnel which ends in light?
How do I get through this freakish dark night?
Should I just sit and sulk in my sorrow?
Or should I just wait until dawns in MY tomorrow?
Have I become Ophelia in my life's play?
Wasn't I the one who had dragons to slay?
Guess I am just burning out
Time and again losing this bout
Guess I am just burning out
Teardrops in silence no one can hear me shout


There have been moments I have been smitten
By frost of regrets I have been bitten
Maybe there's still time to hope
I may find some way just to cope
Till then, the darkness is mine for a rebound
Circles of hell light bright in the background
Guess I am just burning out
Time and again losing this bout
Guess I am just burning out
Teardrops in silence no one can hear me shout


After years of being adults, we found ourselves in the same place.
Thanks for giving a soul to the piece I abandoned years ago :)

A beautiful and soulful rendition done by nikitabharani -





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