Fighting with the world's rule which it makes
for me to surrender at the mid of my journey
Of my life believing I am good but its not ME
They call it the Destiny which I have to follow
Come what may with happiness or with sorrow
But here I am who is unable to believe in the rules
Which are set for me to make me wise or fool...
I learnt the Life is what you make it
It's your own choice fix it or break it
Life is not bed of roses but full of thorn
How will they protect me when I am here and already born
To face every single threat to my calm
To my hope... to my dream...to my faith and to my charm!
I have become what I have never imagined
By knowing the REALITY step by step through chasing
The vision...the wisdom...the courage...the soul...
Who tells me REALITY never hurts so I walk again to find my role...
In the world of practice which is still unknown
So keep trying 'coz thats only to me is yet known!!!