I feel trapped,
I feel lamed,i feel disfigured,
I feel muddled up, disheartened,
Consumed and exhausted by all the happenings around.
I wanna take off from the earth, but am shielded by gravity,
I wanna be real to the world, but my surroundings ain't real,
I wanna be honest with myself,but the world is not to me,
I wanna be truthful to others, but they, aren't to me,
They all seem to be sweet and interesting,but behind the curtains is vanity,
They appeal to the eye and heart,but to the soul are vexations,
They entice me and my friends in the name of fun,but a times are destructive,
They are all i can enjoy now,for time waits for no king.
I love the experience they give to me each day,
I love the way they help me explore my youth,
For old age is begging and knocking,sooner than expected,
The love for them will turn to be contempt.
Am a child of the world,with my whole self i shall lavish,
Am a perennial gift to the universe,to bear fruits when am productive,
Am a solution to someone's problem,though not all,
Am a blessing to many who cherish me and i cherish them,
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