Reflect...

In the end, standing still,
Reflections...
An observer, looking back,
Recollection

Did I live,
Or merely exist?
Catch every moment,
Or take the gist?

They say if we
Touch a life
We'll be remembered
For our strife...
Immortalised in memory
We'll live forever
In people's hearts
And become a treasure

And so we live
Trying to be
The best we can,
The best of 'me'

The 'me' that lives for others,
The 'me' that has no life
The 'me' that then discovers
It was never truly alive!

So in the end,
Let me not be
Someone unknown
Someone not me

Barely there
But still not 'free'
Maybe I'll find peace
In just being me...

                         - Nikita Sall Noronha