Unheard songs are most beautiful
Unseen beauty is most attractive
Untold story is most interesting
Unshared sorrows are most painful
Let me ask if you would like to sing to me the sweet melody?
If you would like to let me see the fulgurant beauty?
If you would like to let me hear the unheard echoes?
If you would like to let me know the meaning of grief?
Let me in
Open the door
Don't be afraid
You'll feel better, for sure
Because  you  have  got  every  right   to  be  happy
Dear,  you  don't  need  to  be  ­depressed    *anymore.

In my childhood, you taught me
Not to shout and not to lie
But this is what you did
Can this act be justified?
I never said anything out of respect
But main reason is that I was horrified
If I do something wrong I will be punished
But if you do the same thing, is that fine?
Yelling at each other is all what you did
And expect me to forget about it and pretend that I don't mind?
You loved me one moment and disgraced me at another
And left me crying and thinking you are  unkind
This is the story of a child
Whose parents think as if their child is blind

Sometimes, life is all about regrets
Regrets about the hearts we break
Regrets about the risks we take
Regrets about the friends we make
Regrets about the words we say
Regrets about the path we choose
Regrets about the things we lose
Regrets about the secrets we share
Regrets about the secrets we hear
Regrets about the promises we make
Regrets about the decision we take
Yet,
no  regrets
Is all we say.

A cold heart was once the warmest
A  bitter tongue was once the sweetest
A devil was once an  angel
A cruel was once the kindest
And a villain was once a **hero