Scattered Thoughts

You hold a Finger and You tread on the Path,
You learn to dream and You cry on its aftermath

You fight for your significance and You stand to loose the same,
You run in excitement to catch hold and You loose the track from where you came.

You find you are happy and You still continue to search,
You are at peace and Your turmoil inside makes you continue your lurch.

You are near your people and You still wonder why you want to be far,
You know you are different and You still wish yours and yours friends life was at par.

You have fallen many times and You still have the courage to go on.
You wake up from sleep and find that its "Life's" path you are treading on.