Excerpt.
Cry, cry, cry and whine
All that I have done lifetime
My problems are insuperable
Cause it was irreducible

I am inflicted with lassitude
Surely it’ll affect my attitude
                                                              From childhood to adulthood
I remain the same loon
Seeking someone to soothe

I am satisfied with lesser
                                                                  Giving me name ‘the loser’
I have very much lore
But they want something more
Giving feels like a bore

I watch them jape
Now where I can escape
So I try to rectify mess
Without taking any stress
Having things that I can’t express

Now cognate become unknown
Only to live on my own
This was the excerpt
From the life of the nut.