Solitary mind

Some dreams are broken…

Before they are born.

Some hopes are lost

Before they are expected

Some hands set free

Before they are held

Some hearts are broken

Before they are loved

This is the reality of life

Where you are the puppets

Not in the hands of God

But in the hands of your loved ones

Where you give

And never think of return

Where you care

And never wish

To be paid back in your coin.

Oh! Destiny’s child

Hey! Woebegone

Wipe your tears

Paint your life

In your own colors

For you have come alone

And will go alone

Loneliness your company

Solitary is your state

Don’t wait and waste for someone

For good days will never come.