Thoughts so random hit me,
hit me and pique me at odd hours
Is it life I'm living ?
What forms my purpose ?
What holds my being ?
What forms my identity ?
Where hides my uniqueness ?

Do knock on my consciousness,
the queries longing for answers
Am I to mourn for someone I lost ?
Am I to brood over, so dear a thing I lost ?
Am I to slouch into my trivial self ?
Am I to ignore the bolder me ?;
the stronger self of me ?

The queries that lack an answer so suited
The queries but worth than a zillion silence
Help me reflect upon my flaws
Help me reflect upon my being
Help me reflect upon my self,
my self hidden beneath a thousand shades,
my companions - these shades of me,
that please and soothe all around me,
my companions - these shades of me,
but unfriend my true self -
wailing behind these shades !!


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