Strolling through light and feathery life
Eternal happiness like the sound of fife
Contented at one point, feeling infinite
Nothing else matters, everything is definite.
But life is a constant wheel
No one can be blamed here
When at the top, it's great
When down below, it's up to fate.
They are closed, the windows and the doors
Here comes the ride to Tartarus
Is it Karma or just my life as it is?
Always disappointing and full of uncertainties.
"Life is a wheel", is it the world's standard?
It does not apply in my life, I'm tired.
What's wrong with me? I am hopeless.
So lost and dumb clueless.
No comments:
Post a Comment