How am i gonna stay the same?
The circumstances have changed
I just self pity on my only mistake
I need an eternal break from the
Mayhem i create
In the bright sunny days i try hard to escape from my ugly, dark phase,
And this struggle inflict an endless ache,
How am i gonna stay the same?
My perception of myself has changed,
I reside and get lost in the wrinkle of pain,
And sometimes get zoned out in the crowd full of menace,
In my vengeful eyes the uncleared sight
Of my dusty- rusty life,
My intention changed and my brain is drained
Of the good old thoughts,
How am i gonna stay the same?
Everyday i try not to live a sinful life
full of skirmish, carnage and havoc,
People try to boast and swank of their
dirt and land,
And i give a smile and look at my red right hand.
This poem is about the change in perspective and attitude of the man after he dealt with something nightmarish because of his own mistake and how this change had made him unkind and cruel.
