Alone

She stands in a crowd and yet she feels alone
Too many people , no one to call her own.
She's free to leave once the work is done
Until then her place she cannot shun.

Sometimes she wonders where she belongs
To find her place in this world she longs.
Its hard to define this feeling of alienation
This emptiness, these weird sensations.

Her vision often tends to get blurred
And yet she believes in a beautiful world.
She wonders where her own people are
Is she abandoned or do they live afar?

In the distant horizon she often stares
What's her mission while she's here?
She cannot remember what was asked of her
Nothing helps her memory stir.

It's a thorny path, a steep slope
But she treads on in the hope, that
Someday the answers shall reveal themselves
And help her discover her True Self !