Sometime I'm so tired of wondering...
How my life would be as my heart is so exhausted...
My soul is nearly wrecked...
How I am going to stand another day?
I am reckoning days...
Since it was my choice to stay..
With my empty soul and my heavy heart...
I wish, this too shall pass.
Tomorrow will be another day.
Let my destiny be conveyed.
I will hold my head up high and stand on my guard...
And keep repeating to myself, this too shall pass.

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