The - Famiglia

The moment of silence was worst than sitting in the exam hall

Tension within the four walls

Shouts Blames Shames Ignorance taken the lead

Care Love Respect Laughter were all gone behind the scene

Volcano explosion within seconds

It turns ugly
Nothing seems to run far away from money

I felt the guilt though I'm not the subject

I have no right to speak

Handicapped as I'm not producing, not a cent

The fact now is that I need to make a decision

That brings me the fear for my future

Bright future seems to be so near and yet so far

Light that leads me through my life has turned dimmer

The more thinking about it lead to greater stress

I wonder how well could I survive with such high expectations

I want a winning bet so so so badly as I couldn't afford any failure

However a 50% probability is running my imagination far

Far to a path I couldn't see

My lost light

Please come back to me