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WHO ELSE?

Who else should get the opportunity to manage all these written works next?
Who else could have impacted it if not omitted in many ways?
Who else wanted to share their tactical plan in my doings?
Who else would summarily fail to extract anything even vaguely positive from this shit I wrote?
Who else could affect this game for which I fought for?

Done and dusted who else?..
After all is said and done
I turned away, appearing to mouth �who else?�
To all my� joyous fans who keep their faith
Who else indeed?

I just don't cherish or relish living in vain
So for all you fellas who frequently keep asking what is my pain?
Of all the pains this is life altering
My real pain is living in the past with shame

In all of these, what is my real gain
Fame will certainly drive me Insane
Wondering, how will it feel like name and fame�literally mean the same

My case is not if It is when
Heavily, it rains
What life's offering
I so wish It's all the same

My sheer will is a burning flame
Who failed us?
I'm just more than ready to take on any blames

Who dares?
Who cares?
When they saw me sucking from a Pipette

Who ears?
Who aired?
When they can finally feel it..
Who fears?
Shading more tears all these years

Done and dusted who else?..
After all is said and done
I turned away, appearing to mouth �who else?�
To all my� joyous fans who keep their faith
Who else indeed?

I write to uncouple this chain in both my hands and legs
In a writing journey what is my Mileage
It's so funny am still trying
Bits and pieces of papers roughly written, scattered on top of my bed..
I reminisced �as I reckoned those days and nights I keep on writing
Over speeding on a fast lane with a siren
Of all the many lives I faked
It doesn't matter how far you choose not to acknowledge how massive it is this throne I take

Done and dusted who else?..
After all is said and done
I turned away, appearing to mouth �who else?�
To all my� joyous fans who keep their faith
Who else indeed?