When time is good, we believe

Happiness will last forever

It does not happen, never happened

When time is bad, we start believing

The end is near, very near

Moments of happiness, and laughter

And those good old days will never be back

Time is a cruel creature 

At intervals chaos precedes order 

And again, follows it

Still, we try to create a believable story 

But never a true story

Life hardly gives a second chance and

Everyone feels like a failure at times

And keep things like 

They were never before