I can feel what more would they be able to say
I can feel what sentiments would they be able to give
Yet, I can likewise feel my internal battles
You persistently make
Your psyche battles to think
Persistently making biographies
What more plans would I be able to make?
What more dreams can come?
Furthermore, what more possibilities would I be able to take?
My every day's are loaded up with one of a kind recollections
That nothing can be supplanted with anything
Important continuous quietness
On the off chance that you like what you do, and appreciate pieces of everything
Your evenings can be serene
In the event that you can in any case feel you're longing for later.