Sometimes vague like the night sky,
Sometimes clear like the daylight,
But most of the time, unexpectedly it rains-
And leave a rainbow instead.
The little idea of youth,
The peak of it all,
At 20, you are beginning to choose:
To live or to fall.
Always keep your head up to avoid the mud,
Always hold your hand high to avoid the piranhas bite,
Remember to keep you feet low;
'Cause reality is always there to follow.
Even memories, they fade,
And tears, they dry.
POSTED BY #Hijrah ON May 21, 2016 @ Saturday, May 21, 2016
