
Have people around,
Still I feel alone.
Have a bunch to laugh but,
No one cry.
Have many to play,
But no one hold hands.
Have many to walk,
But no one trust upon.
Being single is not easy,
In the world of lovers,
But coming across the right one,
Is also not an easy task.
You come across many,
Some of them just for a flash,
By the time you know them,
You see they are gone.
You run behind them,
You love them, care for them,
They don’t even look back once,
And people say that’s your hard luck.
You fall in love,
Do everything what he tells you,
But still at the end he is unhappy,
Because you always mess up.
A person who will care,
And be with you throughout,
Is really difficult to find,
Depends totally on your destiny.
But then life is always taking a chance.
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