Should I start by asking myself if am all right?
After all the tears and the wiped off smiles,
I still find it difficult to understand,
Why I can’t sleep tight at night.
Should I start by asking myself if I am ready to go on?
After all the loneliness and hopeless wishes,
I do not bother anymore crossing my fingers to bring me luck,
For all I know, luck is the last thing on my side,
No matter how hard I try,
That is something I cannot hide.
Should I start by asking myself if I am able to turn the page?
After all the empty promises received,
I do not bother counting up to infinite,
The amount of times I have been deceived,
Yet I still stride to at least keep my dignity.
Or should I start by asking myself the same question all over again?
After all the if’s and maybe’s,
I now realize I have been wasting my time asking,
When really I should have been answering,
Because all things happen for a reason,
Good or for bad,
I must remember not to feel sad…