You ask me about life,

You ask me about pain;

When all your strife

Goes in vain.

So hear me out

It might clear your doubt -

Your life and pain

Is like blood and vein.

Truth is like a knife -

A blessing in disguise

That unveils the life

Which is hidden otherwise.

The signs are subtle -

The way it has always been.

It's up to you how you define

The things you've already seen.