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I am in a
predicament that I had never foreseen.
Help me
please, My Dear Sweet Lord, I’m a 30 yr old teen!!!!
Topics
about men, cause me immense sorrow.
NO-NO-NO
before you think otherwise, I am straight as an
arrow!!!!
I have
bad hair days, I have mood swings
I take
offence and cry over trivial little things!!!!
I’ve
suddenly realized, I have lots of unfulfilled dreams
Just the
thought of marriage, makes me want to scream!!!
My family
is flummoxed!!! My friends think I am queer!!!
Some ask
me to see a therapist, some suggest a seer.
The
thought of taking any decision, takes the wind outta my
sail
I want
someone to do it for me, while I check my E-mail!!!
I am
responsible, when I wish to be.
When I
decide NO, no one can make me.
What’s
happening to me, I don’t know.
Someone
point out the road, someone tell me where to go.
How did I
get to be like this, I don’t have a clue.
I don’t
know what to say, I don’t know what to do!!!!
I feel so
helpless that aloud I want to scream.
It’s very
difficult My Dear Sweet Lord, being a 30 yr old
teen!!!!!
~Mayuri Sharma~
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