They got to speak and so do you

I am deep down
hard to reach
no one gets me and my ideas
but everyone is ready to teach

Why is that, the interference
I got a right to privacy
a right to my own inference
and a right to be truthful and choosy

They think what they do
is the best action to take
but people restrict them
and they make others a hen

Let’s not object and argue
what was the right think she should do
it was her choice very true
no one knows why others mind blew

We comment and we abuse
we tell them down with various nouns
everything without a clue
why are the people stuck to others with that glue

Maybe society binds humans
but no boundary can limit its soul
discipline is one hand and freedom another
b’cause there is a loop hole everywhere brother.

Hardly is anyone okay and fine
with the original and open mind
the stories it cooks and the passion it takes
b‘cause they happen to be followers and falsely fake.

You got a problem, tell it
don’t bury or let itself swell it,
object bluntly or walk way
 you got choices that barely lay.

It was always the choices
that made the things so in this present
you are responsible for it directly nevertheless
it was the serious you or the careless

It is rightly said that time doesn't come back
neither does it stop for anyone at any track.
But it is really not just for what you didn't do
b‘cause it is never too late to begin out of the black.

Who is anyone to tell its dark
unless they themselves be in it
the light of your animal, let it bark.
Smash those calls with a nice hit.

Who says you don’t fit in?
Need not show them who say
“Things around here are run like this.”
B’cause you got every reason to stay

It happens to be awkward for some time,
to keep away from people and tempting crime
we are a social animal after all, that is why they say
the reason why they advice, object and pray.

But don’t lose it, your hope
they are times kind of everything is a nope
but you never know what the next moment shows
enlighten your curiosity and let the past go.

The fight of a man with the rest of the world,
is never ever worthless, not to the fighters
who lived the battle, the ones who hurled
but everyone won, because they did all for themselves.

There is no guarantee if you would be
the next big thing, or the royal courtesy
or the owner of the green tree
or the fire that lights others’ fantasy.

You have the key, the choice
to follow or to build the path
the choice to live and die
bearing everyone’s anger and wrath.

                                                        

                                                                                                                       -Arpit Kaushal (me)