Once Again

Once again she is tensed,

Left over in her own sense.

Building blocks in her mind,

Not letting me to remind.

Once again she doesn't wanna share,

Even to the one who cares.

What she means to me?

The question itself carries the answer- 'me'

Once again she doesn't know what to do,

Even when she has everything to do.

Getting frustrated over small things in life,

Unaware that "ups and downs are the spices of life."

Once again...