Sometimes....a situation arises..proving the entire futility of my existence..raising a question in my life.....is there a purpose of my being alive? Lucky enough to be loved..but am I really needed? Just a thought,which keeps coming back to me....and an answer, which I'm in search of...
Just a stimulus...which I'm in need of...to make me realize the purpose of my existence...
Someday, there will be a new morning...
Someday, there will be a new morning...
Someday there will be new horizons..
Someday there will be a new me...
A day will come...which will prove me worthwhile..
A day which I'm still waiting for..
A day when I wake up and say to myself...This is what I want to do..
This is what I'm going to do..and this is what I'm meant for..
A day will be there..when there will be no hesitation..no inhibitions..
in being myself
A day will be there...when there will be no uncertainty....no doubts...
about my identity
A day will be there...when I'll be needed...
A day when I'll find my purpose...
Someday, there will be a new morning...
Someday there will be new horizons...
Someday there will be a new me...
A day will come...
Will that day come??
