issam hal - The day to…

Alone on my road I'm heading to the crowd.
I waved goodbye to all my speechless mold.
And speechless friends I left towards a noisy horde.
In this day, somebody called me to pray.
In this day, the church was empty I resumed my way.
In this way, much signs of religious paths I found
I see poor people crave for me to turn around.
But I know I won't give a shit to these sounds.
Coz I have my own belief my own private grounds
Keeping me walking this road on morbid memories I used to hold.
Wondering why the sadness, sorrow will never desert me.
Dissatisfaction, depression which never left me
There is no end of this heavy load till I reach where to my self I had told.
I'm not bad I'm not mad it's only my world.
So if you believe in destiny why you can not say it's my destiny.
And if you say (ignoration) .
I will say:
Society deviation...
Desolation...
Desperation...
Deprivation...
Complications? ? ?
To perdition
And if you try disorientation.
I'll keep determination.
Who you are just hollow allegations.
Shut up
this is my destination.

issam hal

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