Have you any idea
What is going wrong
Swirling among the things
I cannot stand strong
How do I choose between
So many things I like
Some I called my passion
It was a different life
Even something as monotonous as the daily run
Shows the splendid rains and so many suns
Every step inspired
Towards a thousand things
Spoilt for choices they say
No way for all to win
What is life without much to do
A thousand things today
A Thousand more so few
