Alone

Sitting alone gives me weird thoughts

Alone in the house, standing infront of the busy lives,

among the most beautiful life and lights

I wonder why my heart tries too hard to absorb the sight

With series of strange thoughts, tears drop down my face

just like the lovely sky drops to give glimpse of the heavenly starts in the sky

Behind the tears hides a lots of smiles and a strange cry...

Simple reason of this desperateness and the strange cry given me a sudden smile

Am i growing up or this is the affect of being alone with no one in sight

Thinking about the future, thinking about life, thinking will i get more time like this, thinking about my soon to come flight

When did simple moments like this start gving me grave thoughts about life?

If this is maturity, it is so very strange

Instead of thinking to complete my errands before the day ends, i stand longing to stay a little more in a place completely alone...?

Strange indeed is the longing, stranger the constant thoughts drooling in my mind

Have i lost interest in company or waiting for the right one to come by

Oh should i even be thinking about these things, is there even a need of it, oh why?

Oh why did i cry looking at the sky lalten flying by?

Is this growing up? I hope not for i still need much more time...