The True Me

By Samruddhi Vinod Ghumare

People make lies

I can see in their eyes

But I don't sympathize

Bitter truth makes wise

It's all in the skies

We are asleep with lullabies

No one is a felon

I'm visiting funerals more than ever

Yet I'm sour than Lemon

These people telling, my misfits

I'm sitting in my cool outfit.

I still couldn't do it

When did this happen?

What did I miss?

Oh! It's nothing I'm having sad bliss

I'm not perfect, nor are you

Not an organized criminal

But none other than invincible

Tis’ the winter

And be sure to enter

Not a problem if you're bigger or thinner.

Cause everyone makes it through hinter

And every time you shiver

Remember, I'm here forever

Everyone should know the show

Where I met all my foes

I lay lowed

And the love awaited below

Where they all bowed

By Samruddhi Vinod Ghumare