ANGER WITH SELF
 
No season suited me
Nor spring blossomed for me
I suffered all the year round
I had no enjoyment left in life
I felt alienated from my own self.
 
Now again,
Lifeís cycle
Has brought me back to life
It has been long but I have come to
myself;
But my face has turned pale
Itís colour faded
And features distorted.
 
Looking in the mirror
I realized
How angry I was
With myself!