Things are going wrong
But I still try to stand up strong.

There were many hurdles , cuts, thorns, on the way towards my destination
But after all you gotta have a firm conviction.

Many a times I was used up and left broken
But still I held my heart within goodness open.

My life is alone
On which I sometimes mourn.

My heart and mind speaks different
But either of them are not always true or prevalent.

I always tried to love people around me a lot
Yet it every time left a dark spot.

I want the bountiful side of my happiness
I too wanna love someone to the closest

Mixture of grief and joy are in rife
Is this my life???
Is this my life???