Seconds tick and hours pass by,
But no rest from pain;
Like a contagious epidemic,
It spreads like virus from heart to brain.

Boredom of the world keeps me alive,
Help me forget to weep;
During the day, I don’t remember,
The sown seeds of hatred, I have to weep.

I could have avoided the whole fiasco,
Scars on my conscience run far and deep;
During the night, it is hard to say,
How and when tears pass the baton to sleep.

I have already cemented my kingdom,
From now on, in my armour, I shall move around;
Cos all of you hate my guts,
Like I am a man eating bloodthirsty killer hound.

Don’t swear, if you get blisters,
Walking on the hot, hard sun-stricken sand;
How I suppose to be blamed,
If my nature you couldn’t understand.