Changes.....

Why am I not calling up home frequently? Why I am not listening to music? Why am I not talking to old friends? Why aren't things affecting me the way they used to? Why am I not feeling the need for someone's support? Why am I not feeling the need of a friend to share everything with? Is it that I am not getting time, or I am not trying to find time? Am I growing stronger or weaker? But 1 thing's for sure... I am changing.

An infinite ocean lay in front of me
It was me who didn't know where to dive;
I found a number of roads ahead
I didn't know on which to take a drive.

It was then I was forced to believe
There's something called destiny or fate;
Why take the trouble of anything at all
Its afterall somebody else's decision
Not yours, mate !

People say its very difficult to change your attitude. But sometimes, circumstances make you change your attitude.. and that too, for the better! So, I'd like to conclude the poem on a positive note. (If its qualified enuf to be called a poem :P)

As my mind builds up the confidence
And my heart gathers the courage
I realise that my life is my own
Not taken by anyone else as hostage

Enough of being a coward
I've now got it straight;
Its me, and only me
who'll shape my destiny
Not anyone else, mate!