Lost Soul
I wonder which unknown world I have come, Where sky's covered with this flowery dome, Where the street looks like pure gold, A land perhaps where no one grows old, And the river as clear as crystal, It all seems to me like a riddle, Where life, they say is easy, But one without struggle makes me dizzy, Maybe that's the reason I feel lost, Cause hell is where I originally belong! ~ Neha Parmar