Racing against time,
trying to be ,
what i am not,
who i never wanted to be.
Hideous acts
and a sinful heart.
a face in a crowd,
trying to hide.
getting pleasure in pain,
cant refrain .
carrying a guilt
playing this role to the hilt
abstinence is the need of hour
time to go back in bower.
feeling impotent,
do not need a vent,
life's curved and bent,
now i know what you meant.
