Had lead me to the street
Uneven and sharp stoned
But i still didn't feel a thing
under my two bleeding feet.
I kept on walking
Unsure of the choices i had made
Blazing lights moved towards me,
my eyes they glared
But about death, little i cared.
Questions filled my mind
Thoughts, i tried to consolidate
Was this how it was meant to be
Or was i playing with fate?
Who was i pretending to be
To please whom and with what intent
Why did i have to be
Someone else other than me
How could it make me content?
What was it that i was running after
Or was i running away?
Was i to be the ocean,
Deep, serene and blue
Or be the sky that was casting its hue?
Pondered on my reflection,
It finally dawned upon me
How from my mind i let it flee
6 billion people in the world
And He sent me just to be ME.
gives a very strong reassurance that we need not be some1 else... quit being a 'wanna-be'
ReplyDeletebeing ourselves is the best thing we can ever do.. profound thoughts woven as always: beautifully :)
Wow! :D <3 it.
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awsome!!!especially d last two lines...:) luv this 'live out loud' attitude...to live our lyf in our own way as v actually are .
ReplyDeleteToo good! Loved every word of it.
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