Being Alone...
Being Alone...
Being alone was never my choice
Rather the world did
It made me be alone all the way
Although,
Being alone was never my choice
Sometimes my friends left
Sometimes my relatives
But it wasn't over yet
It wasn't over yet till,
Till when my parents left
They were present in reel
But not really…
They wanted my company
But not me.
And I a foolish one
I can't get what was going
Because
Being alone was never my choice
But then only
God also left
Not me
But my company
And believe me, I was happy
Not because of being alone...
But yes truly I was extremely happy
Because seriously I have had lost everything
Because
Being alone was not my choice
But the world made it my choice.