This funny thing called life...

I see it everyday what lies ahead of me
out of my control, wanting to be free
I know I will miss it, but I have to let go
Wish there was some other way, a reason to say no.

Why does it hurts a lot, a weird pain in the heart

Seeing it being taken way like this, slowly apart

but if this is it, if it is meant to be

I hand it over to faith, surrender to destiny.

But then what is left of me, a confused soul
No where to hide, no purpose, no goal
I long for a look, a glance, a consoling feeling
But I find none, this awkardness is killing.

When days seem to have lost all meaning

And at nights one just feel like screaming

What is it that decides the path ahead

What choices can we make when chances are dead.

I often ask myself why does it happen so
People come closer, and then farther they go
What fun does HE see, what does HE really gain
By breaking thy heart in such a way, again and again.

I feel its pain, the suffering and the misery

But the choice has to be made, since future is a mystery

For its happiness always, the decisions are made

An effort to forget all the things done and said.

Ohhh .. tears shall fall, and wounds shall open wide
Memories shall fade away, and i will soon be aside.
The heart wants to hold on, but the mind is sane
This funny thing called life, driving itself insane.