I be in this lonely room

I be in this lonely room,

Sitting quietly in my shed.

The laptop blares noises at me,

And I blankly at it stare.

I think of all the things in the day,

And the weeks, the months, the years gone by,

Memories come to me, old and new,

Makes me believe that time sure does fly.

A mountain ride on a bike it has been,

Adventurous, fun, rough.

Lessons for a life a few,

And a few others turned out to be tough.

Haven’t been my whole self exactly,

Kept changing to every situation.

And I sit here today, pondering,

I don’t really like this transformation.

Pleasing people became my priority,

Started losing my authority.

I missed being the person I was,

And I do not recognize the person I’ve become.

When did I become so needy?

When did I become so clumsy?

I used to be able to stand on my own feet,

Now all I want is sympathy.

Before, everything I had, everyone I knew, would’ve been  enough to make me happy,

Lately, it’s like it’s impossible to suit my satiety.

I used to be a tomboy I know,

Now not less than a girl I want to be to impress the society!

What is this new me, who no one will recognize,

Need some intervention, some light in these dim lit eyes.

Where I can see no disappointment, no disgust,

Where care isn’t expected, but comes with trust.

Where the mind doesn’t think too much, where the body only performs its work.

And where Peace Of Mind prevails.