A few years back, I had my rounded self
Introverted and stacked on a lone shelf
Sneered by those I held in high esteem
How will they themselves redeem?
Sleepless nights were my fate
Fretting about what it was I ate
Deriving ways to make a change
Forsaken, I alone estrange
For how I looked plagued me
Hooded like a lonely banshee
All who saw me, always complained
"You won't fathom." Even I explained.
How it did hurt my meek heart
I wouldn't in plight impart
Why the world sees only my skin
And adore all that is thin
The radiating beauty from within
And the cuteness when I grin
Going on unseen and uncared for
No good friends left any more
Love, I couldn't find
But I never hitherto, mind
Clothes I couldn't wear
Pleasantries I couldn't bear
But a time came suddenly
I started to reason conscientiously
Deciding for myself, not for others
That I won't take any orders
I will make the most of myself
Into unknown rivers, I will delve
Most of what I call my life
I have lived cloistered in a hive
Happiness heard, but unseen
It's time to regain and redeem
Hours and hours of weights and tracks
Learning sets of skills and tact's
Bit by bit the grease fell off
As I reward myself with Smirnoff
Behold my new self is revealed
Forever and always my soul is healed
Strong and confident like a stallion
Agile and territorial like a lion
My head held high in the air
Like a queen of Belle air
Why don't they snort anymore?
When me, myself and I adore.
Thick or thin I care no longer
Day by day my will gets stronger
For who I am, only I live it.
My pains and smiles believe it.
Happy or not, only I endure
The strain of deceit I subdue
Yes! I did for myself
From bottom to the top shelf
And now my true self is revealed
Never again to be concealed
A myriad of adventures unravel
The beauty of the earth with marvel
Before my eyes, the things I must do
Right away with no further ado
A whole new life awaits
I believed in my self not debates
Holding the bull by the horns
Though they are laden with thorns
Delving into mysteries unknown
Mindful to savor a bowl of Bourguinon
Behold, I am renewed
Me and my soul are glued.
