An eternal sadness engulfs me,
I am sick and tired of being myself.
Everyday I try to zip together,
zillions of my scattered souls.
rebellious and religious, they all are mine.
But where am I? Time defeats me.
My incongruous heart seeks freedom,
unfazed mind wants governance.
How do I sew them together?
May be I need to kill some,
slaughter or subjugate.
I need to be rude to be kind.