My Life, , , , My Way, , , Poem by pooja mehta shah

this gadget friendly world, ,
all need charging, ,
thinking how to mould? ?
all need attending, , ,
well think of something, ,
end up thinking something, ,
is this the mystery of life? ?
or is this a payment of being a wife?
trying to adjust,
compromise n all, ,
with myself with all, ,
just trying as much as i can? ?
lets see how much effort i can put up and till when? ?
wont stress out myself, ,
i still have to prove myself, ,
make a world great enough for myself, ,
always optimistic, , , n encouraging, , with noone but myself, ,
i promise ill die with satisfaction, ,
without any kind of hesitation, ,
dont want to hurt myself, ,
what even if i have to change myself, ,
ill dominate my heart, , to get stronger, ,
for the world which is no more weaker, ,
and get myself a beautiful thats better, ,
i promise myself the best, ,
until then ill never rest...

luv myself most.