Sometimes I wonder
Is life such a breeze?
Friends and books and music
Can we ever live with ease?
Sometimes I wonder
If friendships are meant to be broken
And promises not to be kept
Are we meant to insult and hurt one another?
Till one by one we’re mad
Sometimes I wonder is there a need
To quarrel over who should lead
Or fight over little things like
A mouthpiece or a reed
Sometimes I wonder
When our life ends
When we look back
Will we reminisce the happy memories we had with our friends?
Or will we see those angry moments
Words said that would never mend
Hearts broken, scenes unforgotten
Maybe an upraised hand
Or will we laugh at childish wisdom
Or smile at lame jokes said
And ponder where those god-siblings we were close with
Ponder where they head
Sometimes I wonder
What is life?
That no man can understand
No mind can comprehend
Sometimes I wonder
Is it infinite or simply undefined?
Sometimes I wonder
Wouldn’t life be better?
If there were no worries to worry about
Or no trivial matters to quarrel about
No hearts would be broken
No friendships forgotten
Yet, deep in my heart
I know the reason why
Sometimes I wonder
Whose life has no hurt?
No shame or no pain
For aren’t we merely repeating
What others have done to us
Shouldn’t we go against the flow?
Move against the groove
And instead of causing pain,
Shouldn’t we create hope?
Instead of causing hurt,
Let us create love
Instead of breaking hearts,
Shouldn’t we make hearts?
