I wake in the morning trying to work out my fate.
People telling me its Kismat.
I want win the lottery but I lose money instead.
People telling me its Kismat.
Want to better myself failing to move forward an inch.
People telling me its Kismat.
Want my health to improve but am poisoned by leeches.
People telling me its Kismat.
I got to go somewhere and be me instead.
I'm gonna make my life better Kismet or not.
Kismat by Ibrar Siddiqi 8.12.2016
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