A Stupid’s Concern

What was purpose for this life I thought,

What are my goals which I wanna achieve.

But this head is making me just mad

And saying nothing.

Nothing well that is a good thing,

But what do you want when you are alive.

Maybe a lifetime where everyone I meet will always smile,

Maybe a lifetime where I can hide and still sacrifice,

Maybe a lifetime where I can live a Normal life,

Maybe a lifetime where I can care a lot than just me and mine,

Maybe a lifetime where I can love my killers, my deceivers with my full might,

Maybe a lifetime where I took suffering from the face of child,

Maybe a lifetime where no one other than me will cry,

Maybe a lifetime where no one cares for me but care for themselves and their strife,

Maybe a lifetime where I will suffer for all and they rise,

Maybe a lifetime where I take over your sins and you can smile,

How good it would be to see this world full of childish giggles and smiles,

Maybe with me not being there will make this a better place to live to survive,

If anybody is listening can you do that, will take on this offer? Isn’t it nice.