Girlishly

Like mine ? Does it tell you things? Which your mind already knew, But still wanted to, Think about and get a clue? Does your soul feel alive? Without taking a dive In the past or future, Rather, in what seems like now? Does your mind play games? With you and your daydreams, About thoughts and feelings, That you would prefer deeply buried? Does your mirror mention? About the look in your eyes, Which your soul acknowledges, But your mind denies? Does your breath, Talk about sensations? That were once your freedom, And are now bindings to the past? Does your face show? The lines of maturity, And the look of understanding, That conveys your core, And the ulterior decor? Does your stomach ache, And then give you pleasure, To remember and forget, That which could stay back never? Do your feet get tired? Treading along this journey, Filled with twists and turns, And diminishing lanterns? Does your life re...

Or everyone's life? You mean the one  That was given by parents Before asking me  If I wanted it? You mean the one Where religion was the basis To decide on my birth ceremonies When I had seen few days on Earth? You mean the one Where the Education System Gets to decide  Who you are b efore you  And who am I before me? You mean the one In which society Has more role to play Than my dreams? You mean the one Which is dominated  By circumstances and situations Happening without my consent? You mean the one  Which is judged  And commented on Without my knowledge? You mean the one Where I have no idea What is happening around me Even after seeing? You mean the one Where death comes without invitation And life leaves Without prior notice? Or do you mean  That I am too fragile To handle the truth, And so you chose to tell me lies?

Thought So? Ever faced the danger, Of Losing Yourself, Of becoming someone, You yourself can't recognize? Ever felt you had to quit, Not out of the fear of losing, But the fear of response, If you did win? Ever felt the need, To explain yourself, And tell your truth, And then thought to yourself, Who cares anyway? Ever left yourself, Halfway for someone, Who wasn't even bothered, If you were coming? Ever looked at the sky, And wondered,  God are you really there? Or is it all a myth? Ever felt so much pain, That you thought you might get an attack, But ended up disappointed,  Because all it did was give you a headache? Ever looked at someone, And thought they don't deserve that, And then thought to yourself, What do I really deserve? Ever felt so lonely, And thought you didn't have anyone, And suddenly got flooded with people, Then looked for solitude again? Ever felt anxious, About...