How does it feel like when someone sees through you?
Even though you're right in front of their eyes.
You're just Mr. Nobody who's trying hard to make an identity.
At times, you feel like you're being looked down upon.
As though you're nothing but a vermin,
To a world of the so called supreme beings.
Just when you're trying hard to survive,
Not even a single soul knows you're alive.
Feeling low and cornering yourself,
You seek sympathy yet there's no one to console.
Shedding tears in vain, you drown in despair.
Finding comfort and solace in your own misfortune.
You fail to look up at the ray of light,
That's on the other end of the passage.
Rise and step out of the gloom,
Leave the darkness behind,
Bask in the glory of fame,
It's very much for you to claim.