Oppressed life

Even after thinking a lot, she is unable to say anything,

So many emotions are buried,

The rush of thoughts in the mind never stops,

Even if she wants, she never comes to the point of expressing,

There is a strange restlessness in the heart,

This life is so heavy with the restraint of feelings,

That soul imprisoned in a cage keeps yearning for the open air,

Even after trying a million times, she is unable to gather the courage to rebel against the world,

In this way, in the lap of the customs of the world,

The oppressed life keeps sobbing.