I wish i could change the way they think,
cuz sadness is all it brings.
I wish i could make them see ,
the positive side of things.
I wish they also made some efforts,
to understand me,
This pessimistic story is what,
Shakti sings!

I wish i could make them feel that,
I'm not as bad.
I wish i could resist the feeling,
the feeling which makes me mad.
I wish there was someone ,
who relieved the agony.
Words can be brutal as hell,
depressed is one who is permanent sad!


I wish this age only brought physical changes and not mental.
Views sometimes might differ ,
even if the genes are parental.
I wish I could learn to be happy,
at times when I'm all alone,
or atleast get out of this trap ,
cuz this is detrimental!


I wish i behaved the way,
which reduced the gap,
if unable to do the stuff that way,
I'd never mind gettin' a slap.
I wish they coordinated,
when i tried to,
cuz i firmly bealive,
a single hand can't clap!


~ŚHÀĶŢÌ