Moving on the road
Passing through the breeze
I realize
Nothing to gain or nothing to loose
But never, I realize
Time had come to face the reality
Then only, I realize
I was the last, everyone ahead
Sorry, no one can help it.
Two ways were there, first was to cry
But I chose the latter one
Everyone was against, I realize.
Facing the truth, stick to it
Oh yes, it is satisfactory
Feeling complete, no one realizes
But you, so keep moving on the same road
One day, everyone will realize.
Feb 23, 2019
Feb 23, 2019 at 10:48 PM UTC
Moving on the road
Passing through the breeze
I realize
Nothing to gain or nothing to loose
But never, I realize
Time had come to face the reality
Then only, I realize
I was the last, everyone ahead
Sorry, no one can help it.
Two ways were there, first was to cry
But I chose the latter one
Everyone was against, I realize.
Facing the truth, stick to it
Oh yes, it is satisfactory
Feeling complete, no one realizes
But you, so keep moving on the same road
One day, everyone will realize.
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