Who Am I?

Who am I?

What’s the purpose of my life?

Oh! I realised I messed up my life in a single night...

I was 10, when lost a precious part of my life.

Broken, lonely walked a mile...

Then one day decided to commit suicide,

But somehow managed to survive.

So, I decided to stand up once again not for me,

But for the people who considered me a very important part of their life...

But still things were heading wrong in my life,

As years passed by, I became weaker and weaker,

Feeling blue all the time.

People, moreover my friends reduced me to tears every single day and night...

Different name tags were given ,

Which made me feel depressed while going to bed every time.

Slowly, I started losing myself,

Felt the need to know myself ...

Was this my life? Asked myself.

Nah, This was just the beginning of rack and ruin.