It's not about a Happy Ending
All my life I searched for a happy ending; All my life I deluded myself into believing in it, In all situations; good or bad; All I was worried about being how it fared? As I grew old, old enough to understand; Where my life was headed and toward what I was blind. Golden moments passed me by; in spite of they being rare, Obsessing over the ending and for the rest I didn't care. Now I wonder if I would ever get those moments again; Even if I promised to enjoy without worrying about the end, The true wisdom has finally dawned upon me; Sometimes it’s not about a happy ending, it's only about the story.