What would you do. If people betrayed you, your friends weren’t what you thought they were and the only person you thought loved you selflessly was the most selfish person you have ever met who was just with you to satisfy his/her motives.
Life would suck right!!
But what’s life if there were no setbacks, what will it be if it is just the usual with no or little drama.
After all you are born only once at least you only remember your present life. So why to waste it on petty issues or on horrible persons..
So instead of sulking, cribbing, crying one should go out and meet other people.
Because there are still other people out there who care, who don’t love you for some selfish motives of their.
As neither every day is bad nor it is good.
Neither every other hair belongs to the same person’s DNA
So that’s why go out there, find your tribe, woo someone. Win somebody’s heart, make someone’s day.
Spread happiness in every possible way you can. Because one day it will all come crashing to one question “Did I lived my life or just lived it”…
Do you feel
What I keep on feeling
Can you hear
What I have to say
Why has life become so complicated
Why can’t we just make the more of today..
All the lies that the world has to offer
Among all those poker faces
Why do I have to follow your way
I am tired of playing this game
Isn’t there any chance that we can get this over with
Just by killing each other in the corner of the subway
There is darkness deep inside me
But why despair gets to keep its heads up always..
Why can’t I be the bad guy
Why can’t I show the colors of the true human race
People always play with your feelings
If you don’t have anything up against them to say
So is there a way to turn the tables around
Is this how I will get to follow my own way..
The end point is no where to be seen
Probably there is darkness everywhere that I have been
So how will I cross the cross road
Who will show me the path that I am supposed to follow
So can’t we be provided with a manual
So that I can be lonely
Forever and ever
With no one to hurt me around
No one to play with me
And crack jokes on me
Like I am some circus clown..
So is this what life’s supposed to be
Dark and hollow
With no one to trust or to follow
Can there be a slight chance
That there are still people who understand
Who don’t care only about their own
Who treat everyone as they are tied by blood bone to bone..