The Painful Book

As life goes oh i keep realising on.... Once was the time i loved myself And now it’s the time i love to hate myself. As life goes on i keep realising on.... From the time i was born, And the time i will b gone My happiness such a pain And my cries such a vain.... Except this thought there is no way But still my heart prays Prays for my easy death Without letting to know my parents and friends As life passes on, never knows what more to come Hence i keep realising on.... It would be beter that there were no prayers Which were making life long, With all the unspeakable pain Which were all made vain Everyone comes here to earn Takes nothing but get themselves burn There is no one who are true from heart Just for the lure of money they break apart. The world is not really that beautiful as it look Only one can understand this who has been through the painful life book.... Its not the money but a little time and care Its simple, because no one can bear.