Since I am below the average to be with you,
I have made you up in my mind,
I hope this you don’t mind.
Am I the only one who is not able to find the purpose of life? Am I the only one who is not being able to understand what people want from me? Am I the only one who comes up with the question of whether I am needed in this world? Am I the only one who is afraid of being a piece of unwanted thing lying in some corner worthless? Am I the only one who is not being kissed and told how much someone loves me? Am I the only one who is not being hugged and said don’t worry, I am there for you? Am I the only one, who is trying to run away from the home and the gloominess it has to offer? Am I the only one seduced by the thought of leaping to death? Am I the only one who believes that my happiness lies amidst nature? Am I the only one looking for the far-reaching landscape of hills? Am I the only one who is looking not for solitary but combined solitary? Am I the only one?
I don’t invite my friends to come is,
I can’t shrink 5-metre people
Into my five by six inches home.
When your beauty and my words marry each other, poetry is born!