Thought

Why do we wish so much
when we don't even live
Its true, we only breathe...

Trapped eternally in futile beliefs
we have stopped listening to the heart
Each one wants to be the best
and the 'best' is not defined

Have we lost the passion somewhere
to extricate life, every moment?
Is God a strict daddy
who punishes us for loving?
And who has created rules
that are different across boundaries....

So then who decides the rules?
You, me or 'them'...?

Its simple, to be happy
if only we let ourselves be....