Ask me not, what it means.
As I won’t be able to say-
Anything else, but this…
Yes, I got it all… But I ain’t happy.
You ask me why? I tell ya this.
I have learned and have become a learned.
I have got a degree, and I flaunt it.
But I make no good of all my learning.
I do no good to anyone unlearned.
I got no idea to bring a big change.
I follow, I follow, and that’s all it is,
For me in my life, I need not to be this.
I’ve got a job. And I earn well.
My life is way better than the majority albeit.
Then why, when people respect me, I don’t.
Why, I care not, when I care the most.
I love the job that I do. And I’m good at it too.
Then why the boredom creeps in, sneaking.
Yes, I’ve got it all. And I’m not happy.
May be, I’m not sad. But, that ain’t it, is it?
I tell stories, that ya can’t relate to,
And I wait, for ya to say thank you,
Wish I could inspire, love, touch your heart,
Wish I could believe that can be loved.
It is not so easy for me to be me,
When the me I am, finds the me not me…
Yes, I’ve got it all, and I’m thinking-
May be, I’m wrong, but I am, isn’t it?
I want not to be anyone else, but wait-
Do I want, at all, to be me instead?
When I sing, when I hum, when I whistle-
I live. For fraction of time, I see me bright,
Before the music brings out the pain,
The pain that is not real, nonexistent.
Yes, I’ve got it all, and I’m waiting,
For someone to tell me that I have,
For I believe that I can find love-
In my life. But wait- do I really?
Yes, I don’t understand it myself,
I’ve got it all, then why does it feel so not?
Like the birds, I want to fly,
Like the wind, I want to touch the sky,
While the world waits for it to end,
I wait for that time, when I begin.