Dreams came true I never believed A broken world I always percieved Misery and agony a part of existence Reaching out for a non-existant presence But my eyes opened and now I see That tears are not meant for me Why dedicate my life to the pain you gave And think of myself as a stone in the grave? My heart held your name thats cartainly true But to tear it apart is not upto you First you made me laugh and then you made me cry But does that end life? To exist should not I try? Happiness will come and my eyes will shine Not with tears but with happiness and pride I deny the destiny you wrote for me In my hands lies my own life I believe! (An optimistic answer to the pessimistic poems by NY and nbk. Dont mean to twist your words.. just could not help myself:))