I see there is fracture,
Deeper and in my interior,
It’s this soul I can’t behave,
Left me thinking a warrior
It’s this soul I can’t behave,
Left me inking a writer
When will I ever be,
Just as me to not go looking,
When do I stop to question,
Just as me to not be worried
It’s this soul I can’t behave,
Left me inking a writer
I dream to one day live,
Like I don’t do now to death,
I can ink it to my self,
My self will behave to this soul
This soul is me talking
By Shreyas 