some people
Arrive uninvited
Try to smell
Home invironment
Express their worries
And leave their comment
Talk about the Lunar vehicle
But suggest your house is
as if kashmir in trouble
Their ten minute content
compromises whole day
My lifeless thoughts
are filled with blood sway

Some people Say
Unconsciously
To them self's
I can only Grow
In My
Self imposed  
Invironment  
In My
Wilfully Compressed  
Perceptions  
In the Scrub lands  
Of My  
Self Deceit  
Its the Only way I know  
Of Avoiding  
The Price  
The Psychological Pain
Of My Potential Growth  
Of Leaving  
All that I'm used to  
All that I've Ever known
Behind