Sometimes it’s enough but everyday can’t seems to breath again and it’s become forever

Walking through the pain but the pain didn’t stopped until I stop and I found rest from the pain

Maybe I need to reunite the new until I forget about the old

I should open my new desires until I closed the door to the old one

The hurts takes me away out and makes me moved on but no one left only to moving forward.

Sometimes that love has left me alone but sometimes it’s just enough.

you are too loud
you should be quiet
you don’t have to
but only when you do
might they stop insulting you

your words are wrong
you should not speak
you could go on
but if you do
eyes will roll at you

your feelings are too large
you should make them smaller
you are allowed to have them
but if you don’t suppress
everyone will care much less

you are not like one should be
you should hide away yourself
you might sometimes visit
but if that is how you must behave
it makes sense they walk away

you think only wrong
you should see like normal
you may love your daydreams
but pretending more for reality
won’t grant you any sympathies

you assume too much importance
you should not exist like that
you should give up, be gone
but don’t walk away or leave
as that might hurt their feelings

you say there are no options left
you should know that life is easy
you feel tension building, in your throat
but just speak up, speak loudly
no one wants to own your suffocating

1, 2, 3, 4!
School mein hain bacche jitne,
Maangte hain paise utne!
Kya bataaun hain ye kitne,
Books hi books hain yahaan-wahaan!

Ghar mein bacche baste hain,
Sabko bacche janchte hain.
Baithe zidd ye pakad ke,
Khiloune jab maange.
Khiloune hain ye maangte!

Oh!

Kharcheele kharcheele!
Bacche hain kharcheele!
Cheeni ki hain raatein!
Daant inke dheele!

Duniya bacchon ka ghar hai,
Chehra sabka jaise pyaara hai.
Baithe zidd pakad ke,
Khiloune jab maange.
Khiloune hain ye maangte!

Oh!

Kharcheele kharcheele!
Bacche hain kharcheele!
Cheeni ki hain raatein!
Daant inke dheele!
Kharcheele kharcheele!
Bacche hain kharcheele!
Cheeni ki hain raatein!
Daant inke dheele!

Here's the translation:

1, 2, 3, 4!
There are kids in school as many,
They demand money as much!
What can I say, they're so many,
Books are everywhere, here and there!

Kids are at home, all around,
Everyone's checking on the kids.
Sitting stubbornly, they demand,
Toys when they want them.
They want toys!

Oh, what expenses!
Kids are so expensive!
Nights are like sugar,
Their teeth are so weak!

The world is a home for kids,
Every face is lovable.
Sitting stubbornly, they demand,
Toys when they want them.
They want toys!

Oh, what expenses!
Kids are so expensive!
Nights are like sugar,
Their teeth are so weak!