forming our very true self, one not separated from the other.
Destiny does play its part, and no matter how hard we try,
its hands always seem to pull us back to be fried.
I want some wings, some wings to fly.
If I had been born an Eagle, to reach the end of the world I would have at least tried.
But then, may be I had committed some sin for which I am being punished,
I may have been born naive, but I am definitely not foolish.
I can feel the sharpness of the knife that cuts through my heart.
In today's world, to succeed you definitely need a head start.
No need to shed tears just because you got stung by fate's dart,
in order to earn respect, you have to play your own part.
Its a shame that we keep fighting amongst ourselves for petty gains.
Compare that with the vastness of the Universe, its such a shame.
Civilizations had come and gone before us,
but I doubt they would have had to endure such pain.
They say, the lines in our hands tell us our future,
and along with the lines in our brow, people normally say that its secure.
If you believe in that, and sit on your ass,
I can assure you that you are not mature.
The past is gone and now the future beckons,
pulling you closer every second.
There ain't no use putting up a struggle.
Coz you will end up digging your own grave and putting yourselves into trouble.
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