Conventional Jeopardy Poem by Seema Aarella

Bounded to these conventions am I?
Have I lost in the battle to defy?
Intentions were always the same.
Now who shall I blame.
For changing me forcedly,
Me or the people of this world,
Or the customs made by them.
Whom did I fear that I concealed every tear
With a false smile,
which ghost is scaring my guts away?
That many things I never dared to say.
Who fenced my world with false convention?
Who felled my walls of prevention.?
Who blocked my path when ever I walked?
Who says so that I have no rights to go?
Why did I hold back, it was my own track?
Why do I still calmly endure?
This world and its rules obscure.
Once my courage lay dead,
I was thrust into the darkness I dread.
Many dreams I had to sacrifice
Many shattered in front of my eyes,
I take the blame for my own despair,
For ruining myself beyond repair.
What ever I am today doesn't matter a bit,
Though i feel I have always won,
At every step I know i have lost it.