The hope comes crashing And i wished I had more time to keep them Bring them to reality But destiny Has games to play And i am a bad player.
I am getting played with level getting difficult. I wish not to continue But I won't quit Cause I cannot Not now, not then I have to survive Till the end.
As When it ends It won't matter As the people said and i believed. what comes and goes, And i stay struggle with myself patience running thin. I've learned a lot Lot to talk about in age.
In my age I want to be different and still fit in in the crowd and in my jeans. And my cloud of wishes and hope have just started to pour and falling down Like my tear drops It is beautiful and ugly And it will end.