YOU

I'm in my room ,

holding a loom,  

scaring of doom 

put me on of 

weighing my deeds.

Sitting on the sofa

raging all in anger,

why am I still here?

This is a fight I can't fight finish.

But something look 

so fishy !

isn't this a trap?

between me and success

there's just a little gap .

Who calls? who gave the tap?

The road to the destination 

of success has no map ....

I would have been successful following some past footsteps  

without getting trapped.

Every day is a life to express,

because, Life is an unacted 

scene of every human,

You can't explained it,

Until a day is passed,

And you look back to know what yesterday talked about you .