Some people were living for themselves
For their completion and self-confidence
Focused on their prime goals and dreams
In the ocean of their achievements they swim
Some maybe meant to be marionettes
Doing what was told, what was ordered like puppets
Words of their barbarous master’s paramount
That’s why paranoia and grief they’re abound
Some were living for their family
Own happiness is the last priority
Set their mind that it’s their responsibility
But deep in their hearts they long to be free
Some were fond and content helping others
Offering costless services and charities
Yet in their own home they’re like wild tigers
Who never knew kindness, only cruelties
Some were living in their philosophy
Every letter was coined logically
Intelligence and knowledge is their wealth
For critical reasoning’s sake in exchange for health
Some were living for pure pleasure
Material things and adventures were their cure
Hale all senses with such non-sense
Still they lack the precious thing called providence
Some do misunderstood and misconceived love
By giving up on this, by letting go of that
Say they love but don’t respect, they love but don’t trust
Heck so illogical! Do they really know how to love?
While others were calm and so they’ll say
I’ll go with the flow, come what may
And some were still finding themselves
In wrong sites and places they search
For billions and billions of different people
These were just some can't mention it all
Driven to live for the wrong things and wrong reasons
So in the same dead end some people will fall
