Sorting myself

by Garima garg   Oct 7, 2012


A path little known, in a land unknown
With a faint memory of my awesome times
Yet a better one, of the hardest miles
I look at myself
I look at the crowd
I try to figure and speak out loud
What I was and what I am!
what I could and what I can!
what I think and what I wish
And when can I, simply skip all this!
And try to be someone
I never wished to be
Someone
Who.... .is.....just.....not.......ME !

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