This September is
making roar
Banging on my door
Asking again and again
Will I take pain?
It wants perfection in my each task
Wish me to put a politician mask
Thinks that the girl will create for others
Praise and lure the mothers
Of the world whole
And too dreams, that, words will come from my soul
Too love to drag my
whole and all
Needs a change in my attitude
Want me to have gratitude
Modification in my home of solitude
This September is making roar
Pressing me to do more and more
I just want to say who is he to decide my fate?
I will just minimize my hate
Will bring more love to my surroundings
And will cherish my existence and my birth
On this beautiful earth
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