My gaze seem distorted, as I stare in despair searching for my lost self .
Thoughts of what would become of me ,and everything else I want to be .

My life for once has become a puzzle, a mystery that has proved to be a tussle.
Each day waking up to fix a missing link, to my expectations of a perfect life to live .

What does it take for us to be content ,when we have adapted to living a life of pretence ?
Where does life begin and end?
what do we really want out of it in the end?
Is it happiness, or wealth?
is it fame maybe Love ?

Each has their own wishlist, that seemed to be granted as the least.
For Our desires are incripted in our veins ,openly leaving a trail of stains .

Today as I reflect upon how far a distance I've come, I wonder if I truly have been living or atleast tasted the life I would have come to love.

And I know it's a puzzle, that is life and love .
To have tasted of both and truly be drenched in their pure bliss, is a privilege only few have had the pleasure to feel.

And perhaps someday when I've had both ,I'll reminisce on this day when I thought of what it would have felt like .

But till then my mind will wonder off to oblivion as my eyes stare up in space trying to solve a puzzle of my own thoughts ,love and of course the mystery of life
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