Asked a colleen, a curious soul
Wondering about the mysteries, this world beholds.
The vast mélange, she couldn’t comprehend
The enormous beauty that seemed to descend
Everyone went about their lives
Yet no one seemed to enjoy
The craziness, the scare
The happiness, the despair
The only thing that mattered
Was getting "there"
In a fast-paced world, through and through
Where one didn’t even know himself
Was it really worth to pull through
Enquired the woman of herself.
There are so many ideals
About what I should do
But no real desire
To drive you
What good does it do, to be a soul- lost and alone
On such a beautiful sphere, with mysteries galore.
However there is hope, for the ones who dare
To break the rules, and fiercely stare
Into the world’s eyes and declare
That their existence is not bare.
The coffer then opened, the mystery solved
The questions, the fear, all dissolved
As the lassie now knew what she wanted
Invigorated to chase the dreams that left her haunted.
-Jaya
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