You and I

I reflect in simple writing that gets the burden off my chest, you reflect in extraordinary experiences which on being narrated leave me speechless I live on the roadside in a room rented from the squire, you live in a palace where even chandeliers have sapphires I stand in a train packed like sardines in a can, you stand beside a well which is a wish granting factory for those without a plan I sit in a cubicle where even a broken clock is not enough to make the day come to a halt, you sit on a hammock where the only thing that changes with time is the kalt you are a part of the world where you can go away to Hawaii to discover yourself, I am a part of the world where Cinderella can only pray to get her elves you are in an alternate universe dying on a hospital bed- thanking everyone and reminiscing your childhood, I am here dying every day on the inside - suppressing my passion for a livelihood now that your time is up you’re on national television, what about me? when mine is over will they talk about my determination?