Wednesday, 11 June 2014

its kind off a poem that i think every indian teenager and student will connect to..

THE ME

I'm a teenager of seventeen
who likes spending most of her time in school canteen
but i don't,
because i can't
has no innocence of childhood
lacks the maturity of adulthood
Is my wobbly teenage hood
and similar is my capricious mood..

Smiling a sec before, crying the next
unknown even to me is the pretext.
fighting with people apologizing soon
is what i do every noon.
about my life i m in dilemma.
its nothing less than a trauma.
about my future i m confused.
am i the next of this country already fused.

Of course i m definitely capable,
but the problem is i'm not stable.
i do have wishes, desires, ambitions,
but unable to fulfill those aspirations,
of parents, teachers, well wishers, all
yet despite these problems i stand tall
for my mistakes, i'll learn from them.
for my problems, let them go to hell..

still unraveling the mysteries of life.
Ah! don't talk about love, i'll cut my heart with a knife
dozens of friends with me,
yet, i 'm all solitary,
waiting for my 'Mr. he'
friends are the world to me
talking all day, messaging all night,
because that's the key to make me bright

For me, freedom is my birthright.
speaking my mind or picking up a fight,
but i do what i think is right.
Without a license, roaming is my rectitude,
don't mess with me, I've a lot of attitude.
Whatever u may say, this is the way i'll be
not changing for anyone it is 'THE ME'

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