I saw that pain in his eye,
But, he did not cry,
It was at his happiest moment in life,
That he realised, all he was living, was a lie.
But, he never gave up his fight,
To be the one spreading the light.
Though, he was scarred,
He wanted everyone in this world to shine like a star.
Curious, I asked him, what keeps him alive,
He answered with a smile,
"Everyone has a battle of their own,
But that doesn't mean, we have to fight alone.
It's a bliss to be someone's reason not to give up and even better when they say it to you,
And it is that indelible feeling, is the meaning of life which is true."