People

People say that rainbow comes out after the rain That the sun will shine after the rain That true love burns brighter after the pain People say that our love won’t last for even a day That you are too young to be mine anyway That it’s premature and it’s not okay Half of me believes them, but half of me is skeptic But who are they to judge a love that is so unique What proofs do they have to guide If they themselves have already lied For the sake of their own understanding And for the spirit of pretending People’s business is just one way ahead But I don’t believe in everything they said I’m still contended to sleep in my own bed People’s curse is always endless Most of them have gone faithless For their sacrifices are fruitless