I'm dying inside

things are now changing with time,

and I'm  losing all that I used to rhyme.

once wanting to bloom in pride,

but now I'm dying inside.

no intrest in any of celebretions,

not even in their exiting preparations.

for myself I don't even want to stride,

and I know I'm dying inside.

there's a hobby I had,

tis gone and I'm not sad.

trying to dream with eyes open wide,

and I'm dying inside.

may be its my loneliness that's killing,

or my heart with lack of feeling,

In this valley of sorrow that I frequently slide,

and I'm dying inside.

I'm sinking all in ruins fallen suddenly,

no cry but I go silently,

to you there's nothing I want to hide,

but I'm really dying inside