Palak_1408

Ups And Downs

Isn\'t life always, some black some white

Don\'t we end up erasing, what we wish to write

 

Everybody has a war, that they hide

With every smile they fake they hide

 

There is no room, for weakness for tears

The hunters are out, smelling your fears

 

Like a smile on your face, as the heart bleeds

Like the dry dead fruit, leaving behind its seeds

 

You are not a loser, you were born to fly

You are buried in a mess, but look up at the sky

 

 

 

Like mom making you eat, by slapping you down

Like leaving the village, for money in the town

 

So go to your, go cry go scream 

But after that river, go build a dream

 

The stars come out even when it\'s all dark

They don\'t shiver in fear, they roar they spark

 

Like the dark cold skies, hugging one moon

Like cold and fever, in the hot month of June 

 

Is it possible, to be both happy and sad

Like thorns all around a rose too red