Lost identity

                         Lost identity


              Enjoying the praises of others
            For tasks never had I dared doing
              Today , I am one of the fools
                Among the crowd of many
                 As world's false plaudits
         Started making my days beautiful
  And nights filled with agony and self- doubt.
               
               Today , I lost my identity
         To this world's ephemeral pleasures
                 Leaving behind no trails
            Of the path I travelled through
          To go back to where I belonged
     Whence I was scolded for my mistakes
      Was praised for my real brave-doings
      And I was surely proud of my own self .

    But alas! --- nothing seems possible now
                        As I lost myself ...