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chaos chaos please hear me roar,
as an agent of you ||:)|| does opine; in short.

in short cause even though basmati is capable of producing a thesis,
you and me both won't read it; cause we're both really not worth it xD

so hear me rawr in a manner consensual,
your skepticism through the roof! pubescent conceptual.

haa teek hai hogya baut agrezi,
batao to phle mene kya ki.

mai bagwan nahi hota chaos jo sab dekke insaaf bataae,
mai unno jo saaf dikke, soch smaj ke, sedi baat sunaaye.

meri amma kehti hai insaan pauda jaisa hota hai,
chota jab hai seeda nahi bade tho....sunaaya mai already aaj, dont lie.

in our endeavors to reserve young women and let boys run free,
we got men who are self-serving, afraid and ignorant of their humanity.

self-serving with an attitude of picking on a loner,
easy bait, easy catch, easy lay cause easy boner.

such behavior is generally born out of bad company,
violence breeds violence after-all definitively,

they guilty thus afraid of being caught by the powerful/heads,
depend on sugar coating, which is ||gaand-chaatna|| in desi terms.

yes the powerful might be too lazy to wipe their bum so they have it licked,
but don't you know it changes your definition of respect; your shtick?

it fades over time the more you do it yk,
the lesser it matters; the lesser you will grow.

yeah, granted humaare public have made it a norm,
their anthem be like, so many do it why can't y'all.

remind them we pure-bred-desi boy! not just (x)%-indian after-all,
chai-tea, naan-bread...aur kya sunaate? pyaaj-onion, ball-ball?... xD

ye logo ko kya malum our overwhelming lifestyle ka haal,
the pressures and competition under which we crawl.

awkaad-awkaad ke peeche pade hai ek-ek chatke-chatke,
pagal tho hoge hi; bore lagtha jab koi seedi baate nahi karte.

you've not done anything wrong or crossed any sort of line.
just foretelling where you're headed and cause in your letters i see a sign.

accepting your flaws will stop you from simply comparing yourself.
comparison is the thief of joy. makes tallass men seem like an elf.

once you're not distracted by jealousy and the urge to bully,
you can work on your strengths. attentive and focused fully.

i am lucky to have sought comfort in words, candice and all things photography,
what's yours chaos? what do you do to get high off of; chap! find yo fuckin' moxie.

cause i really do believe you have what it takes to break the cycle,
to be a mastermind at what you set your mind to, while being weird af and still likable.

so stop being a normie and gettin all sorta hungry for clout,
there is strength in the calm and outspoken. ||the best chicks dig it.|| no-doubt.

once a while ago you spoke of dignity,
i waited and saw and you carried yourself brilliantly.

but its fading now is what I've sensed.
now do right what you can with my few-cents.

abhi mai chati tho phaada. so as I open my heart I hope you do too.
cause that's how we get better. Haruki-Murakami said it true-true.

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