My identity

Why this always happens with me?
Am I the only one who feels this monotony?
The whole world appears to be against me
And no one wants to listen to my tweets!

Solemn soul is now me
The world has destroyed my true identity
The puzzled life is so untangling
that no one seems to understand me

I don’t want to change
but guess, now i have to be !
as unique personalities are not let in
by these xerox copies

sigh is that no one listens
to the heart beats
everyone is just engrossed
to be part of the carbon copies

but why should i be the same?
why should i follow the unchanged train?
i would listen to my own dreams
i would adorn the world in a new beauty

The whole world would applaud me
when i would prove that i was not wrong,
not wrong about my decision,
My decision of listening to my own dreams
And then everyone would bow down
in front of my, my own identity

- VARTIKA PURI