A beautiful unaccepting reality — Rules are meant to be broken, sometimes promises too, Holding hands will not last longs, neither our beloved peps, Sun will not always be bright, neither the breezy nights, Bad days will be there and mistakes will be made, Gloomy days will last long, neither the dark clouds of dim view, Monday blues will not last long, nor do the weekend vibes, Hard days will come and success will overpower,