How a seventeen years old teenager can decide
What he is going to do for rest of his life
Life is no game or gamble
Where you come to test your guess

Life is simple
But I get complicated
When you see me as an astrologer
Who is still getting educated

Start running
Or you will be late
The race is tough
Because everyone is blind folded

We are running in a circle
Where one thinks
He is ahead of other
We are never going to reach further
If we don't stop comparing
Ourselves with other