Ambition.

I want to be a scarecrow and stay closer to the fields!

Low low Low low Low low Low low

I am low on confidence, high on depression.
I think my happiness is in the midst of a recession.

Let the moon be!

Isn't it enough for us to know that it is a poet's poetry, a lover's love song, a traveler's torch, a painter's painting, a dreamer's delight?

Why do we want to find out it if magnesium, aluminum, silicon, calcium, iron and titanium are present on the lunar crust?

Did we just kill the poetry of life by searching for science in it?

With some dope and a little hope
I managed to get rid of my suicidal rope.

Its about ME.

I like being alone but I hate being lonely.
I am never at home but I call myself HOMELY.

I look like I am yellow but I am all red inside.
I want to die without committing suicide.

I write like a poet but I talk like a scientist.
I think I donated my teeth to a dentist.

I pretend I am a star and shy away from fame.
I can remember numbers but I always forget NAMES.

I like simple words and even simpler thoughts.
I successfully blocked my past on Gtalk.

I like to move fast but I am slow with 'Moving on'
I love driving the car but i hate using the horn.

The End.

[pruh-nuhn-see-ey-shuhn]

Today I forgot the correct pronunciation for 'Dynamism'. Last week I forgot what 'Warmth' sounded like. A couple of weeks back, I struggled with 'Resurrection'.
Do they have a name for this disease? If yes, How do you pronounce it?