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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Let Me Live for Me (Before Wi-Fi Drops Again) Let me live for myself a little, please, Let me sit with my soul in quiet ease. I’ve fixed the world, I’ve solved the clan — Now let me figure out… who I am! What am I? How am I? Where do I stand? Why does life feel unplanned? I search for myself with dramatic flair — Then forget why I even came there! My culture, my country, my identity too, So many roles — which one is true? This tiny life, this fleeting song, Why does adulthood feel so long? Time gives no warning, age no clue, No “update available” popping through. This breath-by-breath subscription plan Expires faster than we can. Life slips through fingers like grains of sand, No instruction guide, no helping hand. No blinking sign, no flashing light — Just Monday turning into Friday night! This era runs at lightning pace, We blink once — boom! Someone’s replaced. One moment trending, next moment gone, Like yesterday’s forgotten song. Who knows when the thread will snap? Mid-sentence? Mid-dream? Mid-afternoon nap? At which turn, on which road bend, Will Google Maps say, “Journey end”? Where we’ll go — no one can say, Life just changes day by day. Plot twists come with no preview, Even destiny says, “Surprise for you!” So before I log out of this grand show, There’s something important I need to know: That I have met my inner light, Not just scrolled through life each night. Not lost inside the noisy crowd, Trying to make my ego proud — But pausing long enough to see What it really means to be… me. So let me live for myself right now, I deserve that much — allow me somehow. Let me stitch small lamps of peace inside, Where calm and chaos both reside. Because in the end, when curtains fall, No trophies, no applause at all — Just one soft whisper, clear and free “I met myself… and she met me.”
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