I don’t know what happened to me.
I just lost myself,
I lost my identity.
And I don’t know where to find it.
I get angry at every comment on me.
I thought people don’t like me.
So, I change myself like clothes.
I became a cool guy.
Hard for me to change myself, but I did it.
Not for me, for others.
In that time I became stupid, cool, intelligent (people says),
sportsperson (I say),
And I grew lust for Cupid (my inner self says).
In that age, I became the victim of the sins.
Sins that aren’t legal in any constitution or in any religion.
I also committed crimes,
Vicious crimes that will never be forgiven,
Not by me, Not by victims, Not from this world.
And now I don’t know what I am.
I certainly don’t know myself anymore.
There so much darkness filled inside me,
I don’t know how? I don’t why?
The only thing I know is there is no one on whom I can rely.
I’m so confused with myself that my every action don’t follow my past,
I always think that tomorrow will I last.
I’m broken glass, who shows different Image at every other piece.
But deep inside I have a thought which says I fucked everything.
