Busy In My Solitude

Taking a deep breath ..... i looked around.... There is a golden boundary... with lots of sound.... Why are they yelling.... I asked my self.... They need you ... what my heart compels.... Looking at them by clearing my eyes ... I found they are the one's i needed once i realize... For what they turned up i wonder.... Now i am obsessed i surrender... when i needed them ....they were busy... least bothered and had there own priorities.. Now when i learnt to be obsessed.... You call it an attitude.... please leave me alone ... I am too busy in my solitude....