strive....

Inhibitions of my mind make me think twice,
Skeptical illusions of truth and lies
Positiveness is there, negative feelings suffice
Emotions are unpredictable as sides of dice
I have learnt a lesson that I shall strive
But who will answer, why I am being deprive
I heard happiness and contentment go hand in hand
But, on opening my fist, I found flowing sand
My passions are pure, my dreams, my chase
Waiting to exhale, its ought to be my beautiful phase
My wait is getting longer day by day
When I will leave state of desolate and move unto sate of gay!!