If things weren't the way they are
When loved ones weren't so far
If life would have been written differently
If things weren't so ugly
Up to the destiny it is they say
Why does mine feel so wrong in every way
Good things do happen I won't say they dont
Sometimes good things happen at such bad time that it loses its goodness, they haunt.
I wish I cared less about it
But it's something so out of control
I wish I was caught right in middle, i don't want to fall
I have fallen so many times that the ground seems to be my friend
The ground helps me get up again, I realize it's Not yet the end.
My life painted on a huge canvas tells so many stories
Anticipating every chapter, hoping the end will bring in some glory
Why is it have to be me every single time
I would hunt for answers, I never even commited smallest crime
My own life has become a running picture in front of my eyes
I sometimes play a part in it, I feel just as an helpless observer sometimes.
I keep on walking the path, more exhausting it gets
I wonder how would it be when happiness is at every step.
I know one day will come for me just as it comes for everyone
Someday I will look back at my huddles thinking "dusted and done"
I do know if I dont find happiness at every step
It wont stop me from getting what I want to get
I know my chapters are harder than most, my chapters may drag along which I loath
My whole life is a book yet to be written
It's a matter of time I will suck out my happiness wherever it is hidden
Some memories I wish I could have captured
Missing some moments makes my heart injured.
I know some pain will never go away
But I am here not to give up I am here to stay
I've learnt presence is not the epitome of happiness
I've learnt laughing is not always real expression of happiness.
My happiness laid in little things that I've missed in life
But I will move on and on because this is not the end
This is my story I am willing to write.
When loved ones weren't so far
If life would have been written differently
If things weren't so ugly
Up to the destiny it is they say
Why does mine feel so wrong in every way
Good things do happen I won't say they dont
Sometimes good things happen at such bad time that it loses its goodness, they haunt.
I wish I cared less about it
But it's something so out of control
I wish I was caught right in middle, i don't want to fall
I have fallen so many times that the ground seems to be my friend
The ground helps me get up again, I realize it's Not yet the end.
My life painted on a huge canvas tells so many stories
Anticipating every chapter, hoping the end will bring in some glory
Why is it have to be me every single time
I would hunt for answers, I never even commited smallest crime
My own life has become a running picture in front of my eyes
I sometimes play a part in it, I feel just as an helpless observer sometimes.
I keep on walking the path, more exhausting it gets
I wonder how would it be when happiness is at every step.
I know one day will come for me just as it comes for everyone
Someday I will look back at my huddles thinking "dusted and done"
I do know if I dont find happiness at every step
It wont stop me from getting what I want to get
I know my chapters are harder than most, my chapters may drag along which I loath
My whole life is a book yet to be written
It's a matter of time I will suck out my happiness wherever it is hidden
Some memories I wish I could have captured
Missing some moments makes my heart injured.
I know some pain will never go away
But I am here not to give up I am here to stay
I've learnt presence is not the epitome of happiness
I've learnt laughing is not always real expression of happiness.
My happiness laid in little things that I've missed in life
But I will move on and on because this is not the end
This is my story I am willing to write.