I have been in to this interplanetary land,
For more than 19 years of dementedly and lenient days.
I’m confused whether my life,
Is a desirous or unwanted one on all these days.
It’s all because of my lovely parents,
A guy like me is wandering around this spick-full world.
They always supports and encourages me,
Whenever I’m in need or deed of anything.
But why god creates a guy like me,
Who is not having any sort of dedication;
Or airy views towards his upwind life.
Am I well enough to provide anything,
Which can scribble in the lineament history,
That is coming ahead by the way.
Is this a handy and corrective thought from this guy;
Or an expediency about himself.