Why I Am Me
Why I Am Me
The colossal edifice
That multistoried office
Stands tall and high
Touching the skylines
Celebrates its presence
In the sky full of clouds.
Stairs climb to eternity
I stare soberly uphill
Riding up with spade stops
Fervently ask often
Why I am just me
Not better than thee.
Success not permanent
Failure never prevents
The silence is worrisome
Speaks aloud all-around
I am simply ordinary
Even not better than me.
Decisions inept and delayed
Choices awfully wrong
Words not always correct
Trusted wrong people
Loves I did mess
Are not easy
to forget.
I did try to be different
Fly to be with stars
Run ahead of the pack
Changed even the track
Nevertheless, people do ask
How do you make?
And to try just better
Follow footprints of others
Often go for work over
But politely being asked
What makes you truly yours?
Failure comes as a misnomer.
Not counted in numbers
No one ready to father
Pensively asked often
Why I am me, just me
Irrespective of whether
The bad or good
The wright or wrong
The bottom or top
The time tests my limitation.
"I am just me" is the lesson