Passerby
I am a passerby
these things are facts of Life no lie
But as I pass I still wonder why
positive and negative thoughts cloud my mind without lies
We are all wonderers a thought that comes with smiles
The part to each destiny traveled by lone self
But the decision to bliss lies in the hands of the creator
A thought always good to remind oneself
As a passerby I might compromise
Since I am not guaranteed tomorrow
I live to adventure,make mistakes and improvise
Atleast I know this journey sometimes might be joy the other sorrow
Why does the rain pour and afterwards sunshine?
The day is also a passerby same too with the dark night
We think we are free but we can't choose to be happy everytime
This fact nature holds against us as reminder Torchlight
Our title here must always be the PASSERBY.
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