As the morning sun comes through my window
I smile, forcefully, hoping the day does me good
It’s the same old day
Nothing seems to change
My fear of being noticed makes me put on a veil
Tired of being asked awkward questions
I resort to a glass of wine
My morning, the every day of my life
The part of the day I dread the most
And why joys have I found?
Shutting the doors to life
What satisfaction has it given me?
Living behind closed doors
Like the dawn of the morning
How I wish my life was one
Wishes! Only if they turned into reality
The world would be my own
Desires! Only if I could control them
The world would have accepted me
Maybe that’s just the way life is
I tell myself
And then, I see happiness around me
Why aren’t I a part of it?
Questions after questions
Just makes my life confusing
Life’s questions and life’s realities
They just don’t seem right together
Or do they?
Time’s never right for anything
Not even for things you really want
Somehow, life always catches you
At the wrong foot, at the wrong time
Opportunities seem to have left me
To be on my own and wander
But the question again is
How far can I wander?
Without a destination, a dream, a realization
What am I without them?
Too many questions in life
And no one to answer them
Maybe the answers itself lies in the duality of life!
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