How does it feel, when you’re feeling strange inside
How does it look, when you fake a faded smile
Where is God, Cant He see
Cause I don’t think so , Now He lives with in me
Whole world Is happy and we are faraway from it
emtions are lifeless, but surviving
Hope is like a pulse , jumping up and down
at times slow and at times fast
Just waiting to be flat in the middle, at last.
Sometime when I lose my self ,
I break every rule away
No one wants see and even wants feel
The way I feeling inside
Still I hope for a fine day, thou the truth is
I am still of the night.
By : Faree Imaan
Year : 1999 , Vintage Collection.