The Stranger In Me! Poem by Sai Supreeth Y K

Genuine were my feelings then,
When I was born as a child.
Happy was I then,
Filled with feelings absolutely mild.

That was a gift of innocence,
But that gift, I've forgotten with ignorance!
As if this was a holy prophecy,
I've learnt the ways of hypocrisy.

Polite lies I would now utter,
But I know its really busy bitter.
Why did I lose my previous charm?
Which I thought would cause me harm!

Strange are my feelings now,
I know it's because of the societal blow.
Why didn't I realise that my genuineness would flee?
And if I understand, that would make me glee!

Gone are the days when I loved to speak,
But I now fear that my speech doesn't reflect true warmth!
My cynical nature has reached its peak,
But this ingenuine nature still impresses the earth.

Why this jealousy, why this artificiality?
I know they aren't mine, but are from the society,
And I know, they belong to the STRANGER IN ME!