Let me breathe,let me relax
a little feather of knowledge, i want in my cap.
Not a pile of books or a sea of marks would give me one.
A pinch of guidence, a pepper of freedom, an ingredient of love is what i want.
I am a 'pressure cooked' teen today carving for rationalism.
Give me my space, because for me life is becoming an endless race.
I want to get my world back to me, which had my childhood.
I want to win the world......!
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