In this matter

For whom i make myself happy?
Is it wasn't for someone or a dream of mine that i hold,
I'm going down the hill,
Falling as if i can never see the bottom,
Thanks to that i mange to hold onto the very thin root hanging along the way,
I tend to climb up once more,
Dragging along the pouring blood and the dirty scar,
My greatest desire just keep on fighting the hardship.

One can never resist the living of love,
Falling for someone as they fall back at you,
When you thought that is all that you ever wanted,
The unexpected happen to the very moment you put hope upon it,
Thus after the very break up,
You tend to break and forget to mend yourself,
Living in a world tempted with sins,
You start pushing your very limit,
Until the very light shine upon you giving you a chance to forgive yourself.

In every family it was a rather happy ending,
You have children and see them growing up ease your pain,
But life can never end that way so easily,
When the karma calls upon you,
Everything starts to break down,
Forgetting the sweetness that you share,
The same hardships that you went through,
Of who the money belongs seems to be the talk of the town,
The very innocent child witness the sins that they make,
For the unfortunate reasons no one will be able to help them,
As they keep on breaking and tearing the very innocent heart.

So much for a happy ending that they hope,
But whatever will happen if they realize it earlier,
However will they be able to fix everything that has been done,
It turns to another karma that calls,
As every human being keep on making the same mistakes again.