Me And Myself....?
Me And Myself....?
Whenever I think about myself,
I feel lonely without any help.
When I was about ten,
I thought to do a lot then.
But as I grew up,
All my dreams got sewed up.
I just became a toy,
And made my life without any joy.
Whenever I sit lonely,
I Used to think about my past only,
What I was, and what I am now,
The reason for this, no-one know,
All my comrades had reached high,
They are like kites flying in the sky,
I am there as I was before,
And I will be there always ,I'm sure.
All said "why you had left your glowing career,
For completing the dreams of others mere.
I am fed up of my life,
It seems to me like a sharp knife.
But I have to do something,
Oh god! Please give me those flying wings.
So that I can fulfill my targets,
And enlighten the name of my parents.