How the life should be, I wonder many times br How to live in the world, where happiness is a crime br Is that true we live life because it is for living br If it is so, why we kill ourselves working? br We live in the world like the machine they do br When we become old we don’t know, like years just flew br Sun too might get tired, but our every second is pre acquired br We work like animals and still fear “What if we are fired? ” br Where all the fun all the bliss disappeared? br Earlier we “Worked to live” now “Live to work” that’s weird br br This is not what the life should be br This is not what it meant to be br Look the merriment that waits for you on the boulevard br Watch the birds playing, life is short, there is no time to be Nerd br Lets your heart see and speak from your eyes br Admire the nature’s beauty and lovely blue skies br Spread your wings and let your dreams fly like eagle br Walk like the lion in jungle, with no worries, just regal br Swim like fish of the ocean, which lives with no fret about when to die br Live not just to die, live your dreams and don’t give up before you try.