Sometimes, it may seem...
It may seem that I’m fortunate,
That I’m a success story,
Or that I don’t see what I got,
May be and may be not,
Coz no one knows my side of the story,
The story why I feel unfortunate
Or why my dreams stay a dream…
I’ma tell you in my own words I guess...
All my life I’ve been very deprived,
Never the wanted, but one to be cast aside.
Surprised I’m here, I’ve survived
Shit all my life, anybody else would’ve died.
No one gives a shit if I am here or gone
Why, even I spite the day I was born.
What am I worth? I ponder on,
No response, I wonder why I even carry on.
Every morning I search for places to hide,
Everyday’s a day in the court, I feel I am tried,
Judged for every action, there’s no reason to deride,
I don’t belong here, Yet forced to continue the ride.
Shoulder pops out, even though it’s my own,
Every now and then, I'm injury prone,
No wonder my shoulder to lean on, my precious stone,
Bails on me, Embellishing the wrong throne.
No one does nothing for me,
I know, Its probably just me,
But I do so much, Is it something missing in me?
Maybe I will get my want, Before I go missing, hopefully.
Been the ugly duckling all through, I’ve cried,
Thinking about it, I’d rather ride
The wave than be scared and denied,
Accept and move, High time I feel revived.
Don’t find the need to say more,
But you get the jist of it,
And one fine day, I will be missed…
When I’m dead and gone,
But I woulda made sure I made a mark on
Every life I’ve touched and kissed,
With me there’s always a twist,
Remember, I’m never gone. Need I say more?No one to see, I see no one but me, I like no one, just like none like me. A garbled message of what's missing in me.
