There’s a lump on my chest
Letting it go seems to be best
Putting my heart into rest
Will I pass this endless test?

There’s a hand covering my mouth
Depriving words from coming out
No matter what want to say
When will this one go away?

Screaming and shouting a sound
No one seems to be there around
Then realization came into senses
Words are there yet, no uterances.

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