It's Me Who Always Feel
I have open my eyes in Father's lap,
he used to clap when I cry.
His powerful grip Hold me, when I get slip.
His enthusiast towards me make me ecstatic and I always feel fantastic.
After a while when I was just six months old, he left my hands and I used to say if I can have some more memories with that man.
In a second I got thrill, that moment kill.
As life goes on, I started living for the end, that beautiful smile got hidden and I cannot be knitten.
Suddenly everything get lost from my hands, it seems everything in this world is a vain.
Day by day I started hating this world then I got help from the words, that gives a cold blow to this burning heart which get hurt from every part.
Slowly I fall in love with these words, hopefully this is a fate which gives me a new awake.
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