Can i be myself?

What i want in life,

i really dont know.

what role i want to play,

if life be a show...



Should i be a daughter,

daddy's little pet.

A little bud in garden,

which hasn't grown yet...



Should i be a sister,

a chum at home.

who'll stand with you and for you,

when you get scoldings from mom...



Should i be a friend,

a candle in the dark.

a shoulder to cry on,

a direction to mark...



Should i be a lover,

and make vows of eternal love.

a love, beautiful and pure,

purer than the heavens above...



Should i be a student,

who's temple be his school.

who's God be his teacher

and books be his tools...



in the search of truth,

should i be a seeker.

that who really is the king,

of the stronger ands the weaker...



a nomad, should i be

who travels land and seas,

and explores and wanders from place to place,

like a gypsy....



should i put my thoughts into words,

and be a writer.

who believes in the freedom of tongue and mind,

and that the pen is mighter...



i dwelled upon these thoughts for long,

but finally put them on shelf.

and ask a question- can i..

can i be myself?



can i be myself,

be free as a bird.

be free enough and not follow

the customs of the herd?



can i race to the end of the world

where the sun goes down,

and find out if really

the earth is round?



can i make a world

where all women and men,

hold hands and don't fight over why, where and when?



I've thought enough, now tell me

no need for anything else...

and tell me, can I..

can i be myself...?