When it begins and ends with you,
Why is it so difficult to look at the clue?
Yes, for a while things may spill,
But isn’t it better than just being still.
May be all you see is just too little,
But it may be enough to solve the riddle.
There’s more than what meets the eye,
Something that even you can’t deny.
Yes, things may not be perfect,
Still, they are not totally wrecked?
At times its not about looking for the lost key,
But to work upon what you can actually see.