EUPHORIA

Lost all the time, looking out for something

Deep into the denseness, but what was I looking for?

Turning invisible, finding for serendipity and epiphany

Because that is the cause of my euphoria.

Chasing for love has become a daily routine,

The love which I expect from others. But why?

It’s the love which is senseless and not worth.

So, I densely chase myself in the crowd

Because that is the cause of my euphoria.

Looking into the mirror, I don’t find me

I find the person seeking inspiration and help

I find the person insecure and demotivating self

So I try to change that person in the mirror itself

Because that is the cause of my euphoria.

Is it fair to not react to the fake love I receive?

Is it fair to not respond to the spurious concerned messages I receive?

Is it fair to not act on the fuss created around all the single damn time?

But it is always fair to be fair to one self!

Because that is the cause of my euphoria.

Is my overthinking getting me into trouble?

Looking around for the distribution of acknowledgement

Finding my solemnness in composing the worthless, untruth stories

But ceasing it, would be diminishing my imagination.

Maybe cease only the ones with strange and worthless crowd.

Because that is the cause of my euphoria.

I’m a person full of regrets

It’s harmful to myself like a pack of cigarettes.

Even when I’m right, I get cold sweats

When I want to commit, have to be dead set

Because that is the cause of my euphoria.

I keep expecting out of people to save me

I’m the one I should be loving to rescue me

Wanna be lonely, hopping on my imagination

To forget the past, trying my reincarnation

Because that is the cause of my euphoria.

I try to not reveal my vulnerabilities ’cause it makes me weaker

Does that make me selfish and an attention seeker?

Sometimes I’m ungenerous because I’m not grateful

Maybe I give it some time and just be faithful

Because that is the cause of my euphoria.

The brisker I get obsessed, the quicker I move on

Either I decrease my obsession or try not to dislike it later on

There are obstacles in my efforts

I always try to balance out both and look after forever

Because that is the cause of my euphoria.

I feel ungrateful and always continue to be faultfinding

Maybe I should just stop whining

I know I will not always win ’cause the universe is sticking around to knock me down

But I try to find the way for my peacefulness and place the crown

Because that is the cause of my euphoria.

I’m always holding on for the justifiable crowd around me

I’m always holding on for the passion thriving inside me

I’m awake from sleep from the sound full of unfamiliarity

It’s the sound calling out my name for singularity

Because that is the cause of my euphoria.

When I’m myself and with myself, I’m in utopia

Because that is the cause of my euphoria.