I know everything

Sometimes the idea of writing doesn’t come from anywhere. I have made an attempt to pen down some thoughts through my words. This one is all about us, about our missing thoughts. We all believe that we know everything, and we have everything still sometimes when it comes to us, we behave like a juvenile.

I know everything….

Still sometimes when I walk alone,

I can see myself staggering on the way,

And I usually forget the way to come back home,

I know everything….

Still sometimes I feel tear in my eyes,

I know everything has a limit,

Even though I want to have own sky,

I know everything….

Life is all about the adaptation of new things,

Still I feel, I can’t manage with the change,

I can see a bigger world for everyone,

But for me, I find a very small range,

I know everything….

Still sometimes when I write songs,

The feeling of song has been missed somewhere,

Even I rewrite and pour my feelings in the song,

I feel the same, I am not able to find where the things went wrong,

I know everything….

Still sometimes when I want to scribble some thoughts,

I feel I don’t know anything, I might misinterpret,

Even I know the story and all about its final plot,

I know everything….

Still sometimes I feel afraid of going out in the dark,

But I know that darkness is not so scary than the inner one,

Even though I wait for the day to have a new start,

I know everything….

Still sometimes I feel I have lost many things in chasing the future,

I know that wasn’t bad, its nature law to survive,

Though I can’t accept them either as a part of my past or a tool to be alive,

I know everything….

Still sometimes I feel alone even in the crowd,

I know we came with this body, will only have this body at last,

Though we realize the need for human interaction to draw the conclusion from past.