SoMeTiMeS...

Sometimes

I ask myself..

Who am I ?!

Sometimes I feel I am not actually wanted by any..

Things to be cared for except me are many..

I do realize it is family that always comes first..

To be liked by others is a never satisfied thirst…

Sometimes

I am gud, I am bad..

I am sweet, I am sad..

Sometimes I have many things to say..

But my lips remain zipped and the words don’t make their way..

There are many things about this life for me to know..

Learning on my own pace..running fast and slow…

Sometimes

I am sensible, I am wild..

I am arrogant, I am mild..

Sometimes I wish to b a beautiful princess..

But I would prefer a sports bike to that I confess.

I wana soar up in the sky..

Though till this day I could only see my kite fly..

Sometimes

I am smart, I am dumb..

I am active, I am numb..

Sometimes I am very childish or too mature they say..

It isn’t easy to pretend always happy and gay..

Have many dreams to fulfill..

They will become reality, unless destiny plans them to kill..

Sometimes

I am mess, I am pretty..

I am dull, I am witty..

Sometimes I wonder among family, love, friends, money what am I gona choose..

Ah! No thinking for this, I would never want anyone of them to lose..

Is it really required for me to make my life great..

Is there anyone to show a path which isn’t messy but straight..

Days pass on..

Life moves on…

Still….

Sometimes..

I ask myself…

Who am I ?!