Trust me or not, It's always the end...

Trust me or not, It's always the end...

I wonder why people wonder
Why their life has become a blunder
How difficult it must be
To set yourself free!
Please someone for once amend
Their mind that it's always the end...

It has always been the same
Just like any game
"In the end, it should be good"
Is what they say to allude
But with time it must and will bend
What remains is always the end!

Past may be jumbled
It may make you look fumble
But when you start to stumble
Don't just let your soul crumble
Everything else is just a trend
Matter is how you feel when it's the end...

You may be a puzzle unsolved
There may be uncountable thoughts robed
People who think they know you
May be the first to have wrong view
A smile across is all you send
Till they know it's always the end...

Regrets and mistakes are just words
That could mean anything like free birds...
Feeling good or bad is not right or wrong
Just watch your heart and not the tongue
You are the one you should never offend
As you are what you will be left with when it's the end!

Trust me or not, It's always the end!