mundane existence

Erratic thoughts,

nothing relevant,

crazy times,

senses unwind;

Memories deep,

good and bad,

scars remain,

none too bright;

Hurt and fun filled past,

nonchalant present,

no idea, what is in store,

for future;

Sharing my mind,

I am seen

mad, where I gel,

I am clueless;

Does every human

have this feeling??

I rather not

dwell on it;

Alone I stand,

in this world,

of love; really???

am I bothered??

Oh yes!! I am,

more than I let,

people know, to pride,

a good actor??

Solitude,

I got used to,

now showers,

realisation that,

I, an Individual Entity,

live and die

my own way

my own pace!!