Flipping through the pages of my life;
Felt like walking on a sharp knife,
The more I walked, the more I wished for the walk to end;
A few things in life you can never mend.

Maybe rules are meant to be broken;
Not every individual in life is soft spoken,
Never ever make promises you can't keep;
You never know, who, because of it would weep.

Often they, who are broken from within;
In later phase of life, develop a tougher skin,
And also they, who hide their emptiness inside;
Keep smiling, when in life, with them you collide.

Problems just keep adding themselves up one by one;
Even though you observe close, visible to you will be none,
Nothing in life is available to you at ease;
For it you are charged, a suitable kind of fees.

Not always can you get what you want;
Not everything you have, can be something which in front of others you can flaunt,
At times, when for a few things you feel the pride;
Might be those, by whom you are denied.

You did your best to get out of the blues;
Must have tried all of your best moves,
But still, the end was a mess;
Now, the next time you decide to put your effort and energy a little less.

Are you shattered from within just like me?
To a distant place, do even you want to flee?