Started out crying from the womb
Gifted the giver with utmost harm
Grew in the shell of a family's cover
Getting everything at the right time and perfect flavour
Mom,Dad,Brother there goes the sentiment
Still expecting no reciprocating commitment
Seemed unsatisfied and discontent
Life had no meaning and no defined content
Inner self advised you go your path
Portrayer concluded the society might judge you filth
Love money time and fame
No way to go and whose to blame




- a wanderer's musing