PLIGHT...

My thoughts are running wild,
As to who am I, just an aimless child?
I'm not what you think of me,
I've always wanted to be just me.
Yet, for you the society is more important,
It has always been, you were never less enchanted.
I don't know who I am, here where u've placed me,
I've lost my niche, and my creativity.
I may not know what I should be,
But all that I know is, this is not meant for me.
The path u've forced me on
Bothers me night and dawn.
No, I don't want to be here,
Can't you see my silent tears?
I've lost my identity..
All I wanna do now is run away and be free…!!!!