THE LOST ONE
I am no one with pride I am no one with money I am a selfless imposture of mankind flawless beauty of blindness eching from the cursed past looking through the glass to see the future the one filled with joy and hope I am the one with no name , no caste a fish out of water trying to catch breath even when it is too late who wishes to sink into the deep lake to feel the comfort ever wanted Struck in the middle of nowhere when everyone is rushing towards their destiny here i am lost in jungle no ways to exit , no place to feel home exhausted by the roleplays I am no one, a sailor without a compass