Some days I compare myself to people around me,
Consciously or subconsciously,
And I pass the verdict, judge and jury,
“Child you’re unworthy...”
They make perfect look easy,
And glide through imperfection effortlessly,
That I’m left criticizing my journey,
Seeing myself as a colossal failure daily,
Even though I’m aware that my odyssey is no less that of
the next person,
It is my mind that I need to free from this
“self-perpetuated” arson,
If I keep torching me then wailing profusely about no
fire extinguishers,
I’m no better than the fool who squanders his estate then
begs for well-wishers,
I am imprisoned by choice,
Muffling my own voice,
Saying I’m no Bentley or Rolls Royce,
I am imprisoned by thoughts,
Deliberately refusing to connect the dots,
Shouting from the rooftops that I belong with the
have-nots,
I jail myself and throw away the key,
I drown myself in an endless sea,
Then I act like the victim in need of therapy,
I offer to pay the fee,
Lie to the doctor with impunity,
Then bemoan the system unabashedly,
Saying ‘my odyssey is no less that of the next person”,
It is my mind that I need to free from this
“self-perpetuated” arson,
If I keep singing me then wailing profusely about no fire
extinguishers,
I’m no better than the fool who squanders his estate then
begs for well-wishers,
What is the cure for this madness I exude?
What mediation is there for this relentless feud?
I am at war with myself and I’m subdued,
Stifling myself with this rotten attitude,
Clothed to the world yet my sin leaves me nude,
Plucked off my wings yet craving altitude,
Then claiming that I need my case reviewed,
Somebody, anybody extinguish this pointless fortitude…
Lost and found by me, I claim the finder’s fee, then
drink myself silly, with the wine of apathy…
