Writing down all the struggles I have been through in my life and how I overcame it.
Playing the life story that was concealed, in me
Its like I was stuck in maze
Thought only way to get out was being staged
Nepal, where I was born and raised
In a conservative town
Where being a doctor or an engineer would only get you the crown
But I had no interest in such stuff
So, I acted rough and tough
Hanging out with the wrong ones, the strong ones
Who wasted their time doing stupid crimes,
I was 16 when I decided to make my own living, instead my parents giving
I started blazing like I was grazing
Selling that Nepali hash for cash
There was no right or wrong when cash came in
Committing sins after sins
I maxed it , good values, I lacked it
Guess everything happens for a reason
That's why I was imprisoned, for an entire season
That was time when I freed myself from that mental captivity
Embraced positiveness, which cured my sickness
Thanks to my family I stand still, supportive, even when my mentality was ill
Even though I haven't made you guys proud yet, but my mind is set to be great
A new lyrical master is what this world is about to get!!
Poetry by Sugam
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Written on 2016-12-05 at 20:52
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Lyrical Road
As I rewind my reelPlaying the life story that was concealed, in me
Its like I was stuck in maze
Thought only way to get out was being staged
Nepal, where I was born and raised
In a conservative town
Where being a doctor or an engineer would only get you the crown
But I had no interest in such stuff
So, I acted rough and tough
Hanging out with the wrong ones, the strong ones
Who wasted their time doing stupid crimes,
I was 16 when I decided to make my own living, instead my parents giving
I started blazing like I was grazing
Selling that Nepali hash for cash
There was no right or wrong when cash came in
Committing sins after sins
I maxed it , good values, I lacked it
Guess everything happens for a reason
That's why I was imprisoned, for an entire season
That was time when I freed myself from that mental captivity
Embraced positiveness, which cured my sickness
Thanks to my family I stand still, supportive, even when my mentality was ill
Even though I haven't made you guys proud yet, but my mind is set to be great
A new lyrical master is what this world is about to get!!
Poetry by Sugam
Read 614 times
Written on 2016-12-05 at 20:52
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