Realisation
As years pass by, you look back, You see your seeds of craziness withered away all along the path, and how empty you are, now. How the beautiful and innocent child, you once were, transpired from your mature and seasoned skin. How you crawl and creep towards the same nightmares, forgetting the dreams, You had once, which defined you. How you have blended in perfectly with the “so called” normal people, Whom you, once deterred. How you are no different from the illogical and irrational society, Which you mocked, growing up. How you stopped heeding the intuitions and decoding the omens for a mundane living of normalcy. How the wings of passion are trimmed and restructured to the whims and fancies of money. How the journey of a million stuttering and risky steps, ends up being stretchered towards the universal path to death. That’s how you become normal and lost.