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MINDSPACE

                                                                                                                                                                                   W O RD FA CT O R Y


                                                   Another Day
                                                                                                                                                                                     Winners vs. Losers

                                            Its the time when the dawn breaks,
                                                     your heart aches,                                                                                                               The winner is always the part of the answer.
                                              realising all the same mistakes,                                                                                                       The loser is always a part of the problem.
                                                        another day,
                                                    but you’re not okay,                                                                                                             The winner always has a plan
                                                still there’s a smile you fake,                                                                                                      The loser always has an excuse.
                                                    you try to get over it.
                                                      then you break,                                                                                                                The winner says “Let me do it for you”
                                                        another day,                                                                                                                 The loser says “that’s not my job.”
                                                       you go with it,
                                                    your heart still race,                                                                                                           The winner sees an answer in every problem.
                                                      it’s on your face,                                                                                                             The loser sees a problem in every answer.
                                              realising all your new mistakes.
                                                 chapter’s got new tragedy,                                                                                                          The winner sees a green near every sand trap.
                                               it’s not ending and practically                                                                                                       The loser sees a sand trap near every green.
                                  you’re losing it, confusing it, mixing feelings, fusing it,
                                                        new enemy                                                                                                                    The winner says “It may be difficult but it’s pos-
                                                      is it them or me?                                                                                                              sible.”
                                                      you’re thinking it                                                                      Manasee Shirkar                        The loser says, “It may be possible but it’s diffi-
                                               now mixing everything again                                                                    F.Y.BAF                                cult.”
                                                        another day
                                                     can you go with it?
                                                       another miss,
                                                 circle goes back to abyss,
                                                     you feel the tramp
                                              Alice’s way through wonderland
                                                       nothing’s right,
                                                      you cant decide,                                                                    Things I Like
                                                     you’re losing pride,
                                                  can you make it alright?                                                               I like blowing bubbles,
                                                        another day,                                                                    And swinging on a swing,
                                                        can you stay,                                                                 I love to take a country walk,
                                                    not so brave to quit,                                                               And hear the birdies sing.
                                                each loop is complicating it,
                                                        another miss                                                                        I like little kittens,
                                                     no time to breathe                                                                  And  I love puppies too,
                                            you ask yourself “am i losing me?”                                                     And calves & little squealing pigs,
                                                       another night,                                                                 And baby ducks, don’t you?
                                                       rest your eyes,
                                                 this start won’t end again,                     Ashwini Tripathi                         I like picking daisies,
                                                  chapter’s got a new raid,                                                               I love my Teddy bear,
                                                        on their way,                                  S.Y.B.M.M.                        I like to look at pictures,
                                                 here comes another day.                                                             Looks in Daddy’s big armchair.


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