I have come a long way
Because when I look back
I cannot see the people I left behind
I have learned a lot in all these years
Because I know things I did not know then
Things, which perhaps I should have not known
I have grown up, definitely,
Physiologically and psychologically too...
Because the mirror reflects a strange face
When I look at it trying to search for the "old" me
I am not sad, perhaps I am happy
Yes, you can say that
Because I am smiling.
There are a lot of things to be said
Because my fingers are trembling
As I compose this poem
... my first incomplete poem.