Forlorn In the Wind

Torn in the complication, My life's just a hallucination, No place for love or infatuation, Want to end it but am in hesitation. Filled with frustration, Can i ever cope up with this situation, Facing seperation....nd way too long of condemnation, Want to end it but am in hesitation. Am i worth of no admiration,? Wy am I undergoing so much humiliation? Dere's no way its going to be a subject of satisfaction, Want to end i but am in hesitation. I dnt need redemption, All i need is a mere reputation, Am in confusion.....DO i need LOVE or any other beautiful emotion? Or maybe my only saviour is my SALVATION. NO,NO.....WAIT, Coz dis world is divided into factions, And selfishness still has a little limitation, Good ones still find prevalation, ANd every cloud has no evil PERSONIFICATION. Maybe ending my life is no solution to dis confusion, Coz life's happy phase is finding initiation, PERSEVERE,PERSEVERE nd PERSEVERE....coz life's beauty needs no introduction, find a happy soul nearby nd turn ur gloomy life into a happy vacation. At last i have no hesitation, Now i know salvation could have been no solution, Defeat the gloom wid all ur preparation, Nd ur life is bound to undergo simplification. Dere's some new sensation, ND i hope it finds no termination, BT i wont feel sad if it all ends.....coz life is a portfolio of colurs...nd dats d way it achieves its perfection, Hapiness is best savoured only when in sadness it finds connection, ND voth r served To u in d form of an insatiable collection