My mind is full of pain and turmoil
My moods swing from petal to petal
I don't have the solution, I hold no answers for all
But you keep on holding my eyes with this crave.
Life is this road in the body of a young oaktree
That lies underneath this waterfall of consciences
You might see the potholes till you fall to your own roots
In the giant wheel of evolution of life
We are but a cog so weak and small
Revolutionising all laws of Universe.
The edge of the abyss gapes at my feet
And the temptation to fall has become immense
But you pull me back again with your ignorance
Your hold on me is so strong and empty.
The second chance of life stares me in the face
But your hand grips tight to a shred of reality
The chaos slows down its constant swirl
My mind clears smoothly, you regain from my sanity.
Sometimes the disorder tears my eyes apart
Solid ground seem just too hard to find
A bloody paradox in a conundrum
Inconsistencies over dilemmas of their minds.
