I look at myself and wonder how I change
As my thoughts mutate in a wide range.
Sometimes I am so selfishly me, mine
Sometimes I forget the alphabet I and its sign.
There is turbulence and peace
Alternating as an increase or decrease.
When it should be a Yes
No always indifferently messes.
When I think its wrong
Right surfaces and strikes the gong.
I forward with strength that world admires
I then step down fearing the burning pyres.
Practicing and preaching moral values
I ofttimes remain oblivious of my own views.
With others I am rude and arrogant
But sometimes I be so softly pleasant.
I hate and disgrace a person at moments
But soon I find my love overflowing at events.
What I feel and think, I can't express
In solitude words combine as in press.
There are things I keep locked up as secrets
But then I myself open up all the closets.
The child in me jumps up with ignorance
But then my intelligent adulthood maintains the stance.
My goals change and vary with time
I just wish I attain the crucial, best and prime.
I muse how I manage to sit on this swing
And get this genre of rhyme whenever I sing.
As my heart oscillates in this way so strange
I look at myself and wonder how I change.
