Why is it that there are billions of people in the world but we are still alone,
Why is it that there are so many good people around but we land up alone or crying or unsatisfied,
Why is it that we have people who care for us but we still fear sharing our anxiety with them ,
Why is their warmness not enough for us to express our anxiety or fear or anything,
Why is it that we have to make decision in favour of loved ones ,
Why can't we choose happiness over sacrifice , our dreams over loved ones dreams ,
why the life makes our life so fucked up that we have no choice of choosing our own fucking life ,
WISH THAT LIFE WAS NOT HARD AS IT SEEMS ,
WISH MIRACLE WERE TRUE ENOUGH TO BE BELIEVED !!!!!!!!!
