Life is too short it’s what it seems
In a rickety bus, I sat and watched
Watched as I pass the life around me
It’s innocent, innocent in its nascent approach

For me, well I look like a Chinese puzzle
I wonder to be as simple as them
As nonchalant as them
I feel sometimes it’s good not to be hungry

People are made from dismal conditions
Drinking murky waters
And just thinking this I say, “yes”
But then a fear catches my throat

Fear of doubt of thinking
That may be I too would someday
Nothing but a blubbering fellow
But then I find myself at lost

I failed to make a decision, to stand
On what I believed
And today when my convictions has roared ‘gain
A tempest has empowered me

I see what the best that’s on stake is
It’s just not monetary concerns
It’s the mental distress I have awarded
To the one’s close to me

But I feel why after all I don’t have somebody to guide me out
Why all the time the ball is tossed into my court
Why am I given a choice and just not a chance
With a prescripted destiny, I am also tired and broken

‘cause no matter how many times I say
That I walk on the rubble of my dreams with hope
the walk is always painful
Everyday is like every step I make on a thorny bed

I feel like I am lost
And if not now
Will soon be lost
Lost in those dark allies

Where my innocence would betray me
And where I can’t sense my hunger
Not because it is sufficed but
‘casue it has accepted it’s food
In the shape of wide, void staring at me