I am swinging in a turmoil,
I'm not happy ,so I know my efforts are foiled.
I tried making them understand,
Little did I know that they too were stubborn.
Writing my heart out is the best way I can express
I don't know if they ignored or my writings couldn't impress.
Parents are for making decisions
Don't kids have a life which they want to live with less precision.
It's all about happiness for me,
I think they would never accept my plea.
Now here I am studying Medicines,
And my thoughts are slowly fading away in my heart's bins.
Medicines would make money a lot,
But my passion would never be faded even when it looses every battle with my parents decisions, ever fought!