Individuality Poem by Sandeep Mandal

What future do you speak of, Amy?
Asked Sam in a fit of anger in disgust.
You always think of yourself not me,
And judge me when I do what I trust.

You never ever thought of how it feels.
Just a simple desire to have couple goal
Left shattered even after ardent appeals,
Although distant now takes a grim toll.

These words of failed verse seem bitter
But unless you let me soar and I adore
How your unique self makes you glitter
Neither you nor I can unlock the door.

Trying to compress one into a circle
Is not what strengthens one's affinity.
Let me be my usual self, never entangle
Cause one's self is one's true identity.