It is not as much about who you used to be, as it is about who you choose to be.

And maybe life isn't as hard as it seems to beEvery day could be a mess , but darling, you seeOne of the few places you will always find peaceOwes its breeze to the constant chaos in the sea ...

You will never get everything in life but you will get enough.

And maybe life isn't as hard as it seems to beEvery day could be a mess , but darling, you seeOne of the few places you will always find peaceOwes its breeze to the constant chaos in the sea...

Someday you shall meet someoneWho's gonna look at you in awe-Flying high, wings all spread,And wonder how it'd be likeTo clip those wings,Tie those feet down,And cage you forever...When you hit the ground,Remember to run

The winner could be you but you lose the game. The rules mock you, and you'll whine and cry.But some days later, you seek comfort at the fact that you didn't even try.You'll seek comfortAt

Do not let the world tell you not to bloomJust because they aren't ready for youJust because few days after they bloomedThey died on a barren land, in the rainYou may face the same fateBut deep down you would knowIt's better to die bloomingThan choosing to never grow...

Sometimes you hold on to what's left,Sometimes you let go to start afresh.

You could wish for brighter moonlit skiesBut from a fair distance, they all look pretty much like mere streetlights.