Almighty - My Lord By Neha Shamshery

It’s all so uncertain
It’s all so unplanned
That to fret on it is
Waste of time

What you get
And what you want
Is not a matter of luck
instead god defined..

One day you giggle
the next moment you cry
one second you dream
in a flash it dies..

You strive, you struggle
You sweat, you toil
You resist, you fight
Just ask, why?

Question yourself
And then no one
Just set off
And let him decide