I took a walk around my troubling thoughts
I saw a hint of happiness
But the cloud of sorrow was way too strong
I saw faces of those whom i love
I saw them reflecting my love
I managed a slight smile and i walked on
I saw my tears falling from the sky
I saw my fears laughing at me
I saw them fighting with Mr. Try
I saw my feelings all crowded together
They were watching my dead soul
I asked them why he was dying
They said he wanted others to be happy
And starved himself of love
People wanted to reflect his love
But he wanted seclusion
He found joy in other’s joy
And he wanted to keep the sorrows for himself
But people thought he was mean
And they pointed their fingers towards him
They saw his tears and they too shed quite a few
He couldn’t bear the pain of the sight
And decided to quit his life
People thought he was a coward
But he knew they were wrong
So he decided to walk the long road alone
And leave behind his smiles
But he couldn’t go far
On his way towards the divine power
He saw a lonely star
He was upset watching the star cry
He inquired the fellow stars
They said the star wanted to be a soul again
But for it a soul has to die
So he gave away his life
People thought he was a coward
Running from his fears
But only the star knew the reason why
And now that star is known as Try
I moved on and saw a smiling star
I inquired the fellow stars
They said it was my soul
He is living a lowly life now
But he fulfilled his destiny
He wanted to see people smiling
And they do when they see him twinkling
I realised the tears falling from the sky were tears of joy
Sometimes the hard way is easy to take
Sometimes the choices are easy to make
My soul found joy in sacrificing his life
I remember he once told me
Sometimes it’s easy to walk on the edge of knife
I came back from my pacifying journey
I wanted to cherish the moment
I wanted to stop the time from flying
I wanted to remain dissolved in my soul
Gods were smiling at me
A different view was encompassing me
My eyes were finally open
I learned a valuable lesson
Sometimes it’s easy to walk the long road alone
Sometimes it’s good to pretend to have a heart of stone
Sometimes it’s easy to hold your head up high
Sometimes it’s good for your soul to cry
Sometimes it’s easy to skip the question why
Sometimes it’s good to bleed for other’s smile
Sometimes it’s easy to be yourself for a little while.
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