Not fulfilled but happy
I would not try to find ways
To give myself pain
Why should any situations or anyone give me pain,
If I am secure myself,
If I know how to handle things?
But it's so horrible what I am feeling now.
When you are at cross roads
Found your identity
Been a rebel
Found your freedom
And that's it
You were all that you had
You still have yourself.
Is that a failure?
Is that a victory?
But I am losing myself fast.
With every passage of a year,
I am stronger
But the damage happens, is imminent
Though the delay time varies.
I need stability
I need more than myself to be alive.
It is time when I cannot
Hide any more
It's like erupting lava from earth's core.
I cannot control myself...anymore.
Tired of being a lost ship,
I need to find my shore.
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