Sometimes I think
Life is chaotic
Sometimes I think
what really life is ?
Sometimes I recognise
I am the host
Meanwhile I found
I am completely lost ,
Sometimes I feel
I will fly in the sky
At the same time my present tells
Can I really reach to the high?
Sometimes I smile
like a child
Sometimes I cry
For Lifes overbearing ride,
At last I gather all my courage
and
Decided to spend rest of my life
with happiness and encourage.