Day by day, I grow older
Sorrow and pain is coming more closer,
Happiness taking her way fainter
Love has stopped to be become the painter.

Those past days of childhood
I spent my days in more fruitful mood,
Happiness were everywhere
Nothing to worried were.

Never saw things of disorder
Life was in order
Playing,running with lots of friends
Those were spirit of trends.

Life is beautiful to imagine
Life is painful to move in.