Riffy raffy roads seemed pretty straight when I started walking
Just like life, when things seem to fall in place, boom! they scatter everywhere…
How do I pick up each piece and fit it in the puzzle to make it look alright? Why do I have to do it alone?
And a voice struggles to reach my head and shout out, "How selfish! You ain't alone, you have a heart, mind and soul to bail you out, all you need to do is...LISTEN to what they have to say."
Speak oh you…my heart, mind and soul…show me the way to the road of hope.
I want to bask in the light, and run from the wretched darkness—engulfing and never-ending.
Be with me forever, and I promise to hear you out each time…in happiness and sorrow…
