I....

I..
A Soul misplaced
The verses within
Lost in the vices
Despite being austere
Got stuck among choices.

I..
A Chord created
By melancholy of cacophony
unsung,mistuned
Orchestrated by noises

I..
A piece of Art
through canvas of filth
Untidy,Unedited
And Played By Life
As Casino's Dices.