Someone asked me today,
How was I? How was work?
Did not know, what to say?
Cause I was still living in yesterday.
Everyday now seems to be difficult,
To just get up and be nothing,
Everyday seems to be occult,
And my heart is black with no thing.
I am confused,with no future to think,
The path of faith is blurred,
Time is running in a blink,
With the path of hope slurred,
In the midst of these feelings,
There is something,
which is holding me tight,
Someone who makes me feel everything is alright.
Pulls me from the dark,
Towards the path of light,
Singing everyday like a lark,
Making my world bright.
That special one tells i can be anything,
I can be anyone,
I can be everything,
And that, I am the special one!
I am scared,
Should I take the leap of faith?
I am worried,
Will I get a skaith from the leap of faith?
Everytime, I try to catch a piece of my dream,
The world pulls me right back to the ground,
I loose the voice, in my scream,
I loose the new faith, I found,
This is a war within me,
To take the leap or not to!
To be or not to be!
To hope or not to!
That special one said ,
It’s ok to loose,its ok to fall,
No matter how many ever times u get pulled,
Everything, is just an experience to recall,
I think I will ,with all my will,
Try to catch my dream,
Smile through the problem hill,
So that everyone hear me scream.
I am alive,
I live, like one.