You don't need a big breakdown,
To become stronger,
There are many small invisible,
Pieces of glass,
Which rip your skin apart,
Without leaving a scar,
But the pain you survive,
Makes your WILL stronger...

When it started,
About her hair,
About his car,
The crew had its eyes widened,
Mouth opened, ears sharper than ever.
As the topic veered around,
Verged on alleys, water and turf,
About the deprived development,
Lacking boiling blood and sweat,
Soon
The
Crowd
Disappeared.

You're so lucky when you cry,
So fortunate to have the joy,
Have some room to share,
Your emotions and
Split the colours of life
From your heart
And so lucky if you can trust
Someone,
As expressing is an essential art,
As the colours of different emotions,
Becomes dark if dumped inside.

I don't feel outcasted anymore,
Maybe I'm alone but not lonely,
Enjoying my own company gives me happiness,
Which is at another level.

No matter what I'm,
Who I am.
Changes will certainly be there,
But only for me and
Only if I want.

I know vaish,
You gotta race,
You gotta run,
You gotta chase,
But there are some things,
Which are eventually felt,
Perhaps you never wanted,
Or have never needed,
But there are some things,
which are eventually made.
They can't be chased,
Nor can be rushed,
Especially when you feel pushed,
Until when the day arrives,
And their presence makes you alive.

It's a universal thing,
Those who tend to care for everyone,
Always stays in the last place for everyone...