Even if you don’t want to be forgotten,
You’ll be forgotten
Everything is passing by,
Everything will be passing by
Something seem far when near by,
Many times I ask who is near by
The words you said,
And The words they said
Somethings you hold near by,
Somethings will come near by
Holding on or letting go,
In the moment or in the flow
Stuck in sad thought standing in train,
Or, stuck in beautiful thought in heavy rain
Making of happy times ahead,
Or crying over sad times and hold yourself from moving ahead
Isn’t it all upto you?
Isn’t your life all upto you?
If not you then none will make you,
If not you then none can break you
Isn’t making up or breaking up upto you?
Isn’t the way you want to live upto you?
The way you want to look,
The way you don’t like to look
The dress you wear, the fear you bear,
The words your hear, the person who is near
The food you eat, the people you meet,
The mood you fit, the people you want to meet
Moving to new places, seeing new faces,
Staying in same place in many phases
Getting hair cut you desire,
Getting hair like a person you admire
Listening to same old sound track,
Whistling name of new sound track
Calling your 8hrs job a dream job,
Or calling friends talking hrs on dream job
Isn’t everything upto you?
Isn’t your life exactly upto you?