Let it rain on some days,Let yourself shiver on some cold nights, So when it's Spring you'll know why it was all worth going through.

Sometimes, you don't get what you want the most... At other times, you're just lucky.

I had seen the world as either white or black.It is only when I read the pages of her diary that I understood why the sky looked so grey.

And truths, these days, are spokenThe same way promises are made,With gritted teeth and crossed fingers.

No matter how "normal" people look, living "ordinary" lives, everyone has a story to tell. And may be, just like you, everyone else is a misfit too.

When you know the inside stories, no matter how good looks the cover, you just cannot appreciate it...