Life In It's Mysterious Ways
So many wonders so you start asking,
Questions that are difficult to answer,
So we stop and wonder.
Why life is so mysterious?
Why sometimes we get furious?
What is our past?
What is our future?
You'll never know,
Our memory ever slows,
Enjoying what we have in life never contents us,
Is this thing we do is a must?
People that surrounds you judge you for whom you are,
But not as for what you look on the inside,
They stare at you,
They talk about you,
You'll be the last one to know what they have said about you,
But it's okay, because they're just jealous of what you do.

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