If life had been so simple,
Not a face with wrinkle,
Even if thought that all problems
Have been confronted
Yet why can’t this world be trusted
Behind every facade,
Why do we find a new trance?
With no second chance
Cried till all tears have dried
With all my might did I try to fight?
Still in search for a guide to light
Who can judge me and tell me when
I am right,
With no grudges against me
With no wedges on front of me
For once let me walk on this path
With no obstruction
With my own sense of direction
Then only will I be able to say
That my life had been mine
And not some else’s construction.