I spun a web and got stuck myself,
Ever since I've been begging for help.
Perhaps I got what i deserved.
As I had desired more than what I was served.
I tried to take the pain in my stride,
Neither from suffering nor from pain did I hide.
I took it all,
Hoping that someone would come to break my fall.
I've continued to fall even after,
Covering it up with pretentious laughter.
Times are slowly but surely improving,
Once again I can hear the morning birds sing.
I wish to spin a web again,
Hoping this time it won't be in vain.