The Prison

It’s called “PRISON” for a “REASON”

When opportunities came by

I said to many...

One more certificate

One more Experience

One more day

One more hour

I need some more time.....

When opportunities came by

I said to myself

There is too much to manage

And hardly any time

My "I" started taking the front seat

And everything was overwhelming

And I said

I need some more time .....

When opportunities came by

I said a lot

I thought a lot

I expressed a lot

And I said

I need some more time.....

Things never changed for years

And left me with a feeling

Wish I had some more time.....

Finally after giving all the reasons

A day came, when

I had no reasons..

As Reasons sounded like a Prison

And I needed my Freedom

The day I stopped giving reason

I experienced my freedom

The prison I thought was because of others/situations

Was in reality my reasons

And the day I broke open the bars of this prison

Every moment opportunities came by .....

Every moment opportunities came by .....