What if I die tonight?
Who all will cry? Who will be happy? Who will miss me the most?
What if I become a manager in a big company?
Who all will know my name? Who will recognise me on the streets?
I walk on the road, not even the dust recognises me
I sit here in a corner, wasting my time doing nothing
no one will come and see me, look for me
I am nothing for I was nothing
Will I be something soon?
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