Camping on a hill at night,
Staring at the shiny sky.
Wondering what all I've done so far in life,
How many years have passed by?

I didn't live my life,
My mind pondered.
Living lives of other people,
Seemed the norm, which made me shatter.

Compressing my voices and choices,
A debt, I need to repay.
I lived long on others' pavements.
Now, time to create my own way.

I decided to take a firm stand.
No matter how hard it seems.
I will craft my own life.
I will live up my dreams.

Picture courtesy : maitreyee2004

Poem Courtesy : Elaticecstasy