The Ways Of The World
Me, myself, mine.
by aditi jain
Do these words even matter?
Me, my life, my ambitions,
To others is a jest.
And how they step on my dreams!
Trample the fabric of love,
Selfish they leave it in tatters.
No matter what I do, would I ever please them enough? !
No more do I want to try,
To make them see the sun rise from my side.
I give up, now I’ll become one with them.
Just as they expect me to exist.
In that, maybe one day,
I would find the lost happiness…