For me

For me, it has always been,

Nothing, but an attempt to be seen.

Look for my echoes into their eyes,

To match mine with their vibes.

Find a place in the circle,

Prick up my ears and be verbal !

For me, it has always been,

A search for delight somewhere in-between.

With a void and in solitary,

Feeling like grape in a bundle of berry.

In timid Iooks, I cry and beseech !

For a helping hand that never reach.

For me, it will now be,

A whack that world will see.

Turnin' it into an open opportunity,

Fixin' pieces of my puzzled personality,

Descrying the adventure within self

Believin' I am my own elf !