Everything here depends on your choice you make for yourself. It’s your path, it’s your life. More purity in dreams demands more burning efforts. If the destination is beautiful, make it your destiny. Your endurance will decide your direction of life. Let’s take the burn and shine like the sun.
I would change the things what I see,
If failed to walk I would stand on my knee.
Lightening the desires to take the burning heal,
I’m in such a cold where my hands fail to feel.
I know my aim is noble and pure,
For all the hurdles I’m ready to endure.
I’m my own vehicle, have my own path,
I’m with my own struggle, have my own spark.
I can let it go but won’t let that be.
Only I can write my own destiny.