I killed someone,
And I had born,
It’s not a fiction,
But it’s a true story.
My life was not simple,
So, got many negative reaction.
I tried to change the situation,
End of the day was not favor to me.
Than….,
Everywhere and every day,
I showed my different colors.
For different pupils,
I wear different mask.
The way they want me,
I behave like that.
That’s the only reason,
I lost myself to maintain the relation.
After a long time,
Someone asked me.
Who are you ??
I smiled and said “ Search Me “ ….
Search Me in your heart,
May you will knew
Who am I ….
And I moved away ….
Today….,
I have x-numbers of pupils,
Who know me.
But still I am unknown,
For them.
And somewhere down,
In my heart,
Words are fighting,
Because even I don’t know,
Who the hell am I.
Standing front of mirror,
I say
“ Search Me “ …….
