Introspection

Birthdays are the time
To celebrate for most
But it always makes me
Question about myself

Where has my journey
Taken me so far as now
Is there really any gain
Other than my weight

I nevertheless consumed
Copius bit of resources
How much have I so far
Contributed back around

Such thoughts make me
Feel awry and so haywire
Was there a point for me
To ever to be even born

There's not a relationship
That I have fully fulfilled
Be it my parents, friends
Teachers, boss or spouse

In spite the poor record
I have built bit stability
Where I can sit ponder
Not bothered with needs

That is what is positive
Gives hope to overcome
Ruthless grip of my ego
Once rediscover my soul