My Life; My Destiny

We are of no club In the race of destiny There may be team work To avoid setback filming to drub Trials and luck making lot of agony Despite the unrelenting years of paperwork To me school is cool Inspiring the closed mind How dreams can mingle well With possibility using the learnt tool Or any adopted means to safely grind Problems flaming to drag efforts to hell Tell Your Heart To Beat Again Never rope fate on scope and tease Tell Your Heart To Beat Again Every cloudy sky once shine so sunny Tell Your Heart To Beat Again Fasting thoughts triggers end into pain Tell Your Heart To Beat Again May be it was all wrong about money Victory fades so soon If not a well deserved one That beats the best of trials That could use the coming fortune Play safely on success road full of fun Graded to burn down into ashes all denials To every winner is a merit Badged abreast the gut of honor Of course without pride amidst match Truly none: out of all is worthy to inherit As well, none should come what may be dishonor Because life has got everyone on different batch Tell Your Eyes To View Far The Surface Remember childhood race in the rain Tell Your Eyes To View Far The Surface Then it was quite open; not all for a gain Tell Your Eyes To View Far The Surface Yet we push one another to make merry Tell Your Eyes To View Far The Surface Upon all, few could mutter the word sorry So on the road of fulfilment There is necessarily people of such Running for fun, merry and not the gold But watch not closely the lane's enticement For that may hand you over to frenzy so much And let go of focus letting thou be really bold Never take advantage Of them who lacks exposition May be fate has that to bless you Which had them a many vantage Who could have managed arid ambition Making them to struggle really hard in blue Don't Be Sorry If Thy Loophole Finds You Cane May be to sharpen the genuine light Don't Be Sorry If Thy Loophole Finds You Cane May be its dim shinning ray has lasted enough Don't Be Sorry If Thy Loophole Finds You Cane May be it is high time to start living right Don't Be Sorry If Thy Loophole Finds You Cane Aren't you tired behind truth crying really tough Destiny is worth every pain You feel at heart driving on train To the fulfilling destination Fate has probably designed as aspiration The train of my heart is the main Not Abel's loophole that shapes cain I am ing sorry to have such belief For I would never wonder on what to relief