Dreams are the pathway of thorns,
That helps you discover the purpose of life,
And finally to your destination ,the bed of roses.
I also dreamt to become someone I want,
And my dreams started to shape up,
Only to be shattered by you before it comes true.
You wanted me to be who you are,
Running like a headless chicken,
Aimlessly towards the supreme notes.
Now my life is like alcohol,
It burns and melts every moment.
And I'm like a flickering lamp,
That my hope had started dwindling.
Hope my steps don't halt.
See past the shore ,
You would know what I think
Remove your veil of obstinacy
And look beyond the curtain
Trust yourself like I do,
Aim to touch the sky like I do
And your dreams and passion
Would come alive.