Who Am I?

Incoherent it seems

My words, my existence

My life.

What am I?

A crumpled rose

Waiting to be taken

To be sacrificed at a shrine?

Invalid it seems

My point, my opinion

My life.

Who am I?

Just another bird

Who couldn't fly?

Indifferent it seems,

Their actions, their behaviour

Their smile.

What am I?

A sympathy seeker,

Nowhere close to being fine?

Inefficient it seems,

My efforts, my struggles

My pride.

Who am I?

Wait, you don't tell me that,

You do not decide.

Let me take my own stance,

Looking at situation in parlance-

I am everything but worthless.

I am A fearless lioness who roars

I am A dove who high in sky soars

I am the inferno burning for passion

I am God's most beautiful creation.

That is for you,

Who I am.

Coherent it is,

My words, my existence,

My life.

Everything else you listen or say, are plain grey lies.