Lines on the graph move up with times
This thought runs on expected lines
Ladders of achievements accomplish the ascent
But the attitude shows... it's not potent.
I believe, I feel... I lie
My virtues screaming, 'Come on...let's die'
My clique has turned a banal ground
Culture lingers... turning me unsound.
Life is full of bumps and falls
Resilient is the fall... resilient like trolls
Downs dominating ups in the fray
Bottom of the civilization... lesser mortals lay.