I see another soul grasping for air;
trying to live another day.
Trying to be like others;
seeing life in a better perspective.
Trying to hold on what's left;
and trying to give up.
Life is like a routine;
no more a joy.
Living for her kids;
but what good deeds they've done?
I slowly see her getting fed up;
of life and all.
-Katrina-
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