I sit by window side, pen-paper in my hand
Teardrops from my eyes are falling on the land
Each moment seems a century when family is far
May time fly fast, I make a wish to the star
Family loves you the most, u always know that
But only they care truly, struggle tells u that
It's early morning now, I'm sitting at same place
I see birds chirping flying in the wide space
I wish I had wings, would fly right away to home
Wish I was still a child, would never have left home
Growing up is hard and I realize that now
I know I should be patient but don't know how
They give me life-lessons, tell me it's a race
You'll be left behind if this remains your case
They tell me not to cry as I am not a kid
They tell me I'll be fine when I'll reach the mid
I wonder what's the point in holding back the tears
It's okay to shed them off while fighting with the fears
I'm not as strong as them, I'm doing my bit by trying
It's not easy for me I always end up crying
But I shall never give up, come what may
I'll bounce back strong, one fine day.
P.S : Do not let anybody tell you that feeling homesick is something to be ashamed of when you are supposed to act mature as you are a grown-up. Well, absolutely not. Missing home while being away just tells how beautiful your bond with your family is. It's a reminder of the fact that you are a human being and not some emotion-less machine.
Teardrops from my eyes are falling on the land
Each moment seems a century when family is far
May time fly fast, I make a wish to the star
Family loves you the most, u always know that
But only they care truly, struggle tells u that
It's early morning now, I'm sitting at same place
I see birds chirping flying in the wide space
I wish I had wings, would fly right away to home
Wish I was still a child, would never have left home
Growing up is hard and I realize that now
I know I should be patient but don't know how
They give me life-lessons, tell me it's a race
You'll be left behind if this remains your case
They tell me not to cry as I am not a kid
They tell me I'll be fine when I'll reach the mid
I wonder what's the point in holding back the tears
It's okay to shed them off while fighting with the fears
I'm not as strong as them, I'm doing my bit by trying
It's not easy for me I always end up crying
But I shall never give up, come what may
I'll bounce back strong, one fine day.
P.S : Do not let anybody tell you that feeling homesick is something to be ashamed of when you are supposed to act mature as you are a grown-up. Well, absolutely not. Missing home while being away just tells how beautiful your bond with your family is. It's a reminder of the fact that you are a human being and not some emotion-less machine.
