Blend Of Life

To the high up sky or deep down the ocean,

To a joyful life or tasteless death,

To a promising future or regretful past,

To playful wings or binding bars,

To vibrant colours or in dark,

It's all a mind game when you say,

Where do I belong?

You are the sculpturer of your life,

You are the one who will shape your vibes.

It's not about good and bad,

It's all about the blend of life...