Confusions

Facing my opponent

I stood inside the ring

Sweating profusely 

And at places bleeding

Should I accept my defeat

Or should I keep fighting

Facing the giant mirror

I stood inside the room for fitting

Observing keenly

Every dress I took for trying

Should I take the green one

Or should I buy the one with charms dazzling 

Facing the questions

I stood in front of those relatives

Reminding myself

Their whereabouts whenever I needed relief

Should I keep answering 

Or should I shout out my actual feelings

Facing my fears

I stood on the brink of my career

Analyzing details

About every entrance, I had to appear

Should I be a doctor 

Or should I be an Engineer 

Facing my failures

I stood in the bathroom 

Crying hard

Feeling as if my world crashed in a boom

Should I quit 

Or should I continue to bloom

Facing my confusions

I stood on those cross-roads

Explaining myself

And at times looking for signboards

How will I ever decide

I kept questioning 

Just maybe I will do what I can 

And what's meant to be will come following