Lying at my bed, while thinking
     Asking myself,why it should happened?
     Is it worthy in this world living?
     Lot of trials to us are given

     Not comfortable with such people behind,
     Why sometimes there is a kind
     Their presence are not always a lie
     Some not utter, their tongue are in tie

     As the air touched me in this silence
     I heard myself whispering for a care
     To meet people who looks at sunny sides
     In their problems doesn't hide

     To be too large for all worries
     Too noble for such anger   
     And to permit the presence of troubles
     To wear cheerful smiles for every creatures

     To think well, oneself, ourselves
     To proclaim this fast to the world 
     Not in loud words but in greater deeds 
     To be strong, nothing can disturb my peace of mind