Stuck in the hustle of

Stuck in the hustle of life
Away, everyone's ready to drive

Falling through the appaling land
Scattered alone like the heap of sand

Her soul was looking for a mould
Finding someone who can perfectly hold

Just looking for the right one to trust
People accused, she's drowned in lust

In the ocean of hope
With the world she was trying to cope

To the anchor of hopes she was bound
With a heavy heart she peacefully drowned.