Between the crowd,
follow everyone,
copy all,
then
Where am I?
Who am I?
LOST, LOST, LOST
Lost between the crowd,
I m none in world,
just a part of Crowd.
I need to differ,
differ from all,
be myself,
stand on my own legs,
others follow me,
Then i m not a part of crowd.
I think this is the voice of your inner-self.Try your best to keep your promise and become somebody to be identified in the crowd.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
firm n strong sense of sincerity towards d formation of ur own self....... very well done...