OBJECTION OVER-RULED

YOUR HONOUR!!!
Was I ever querulous ,when I heard those scathing remarks or was I ever happy getting those undeserved compliments. i was yet just so super normal… but still
I’M THE CONVICT
I never promised them because I knew to keep the promise , is a life time process.
The fact that kept me bucolic and rustic,never gave them a chance to like me…. Huh!!
I never brought a tear down, it made my parents sad..
I never spoke to them, as afraid of hurting them ..
There was nothing wrong not even a bloomer. But still I’m accused.

I’M THE CONVICT
I just lend them my smile,where thoughts from between the two lungs, the tiny heart quivered and said; - “expectations hurt!!”. The eyes pushed back the tears.. but its not in our control, the heart and eyes are best friends from aeon…
They paid back some smile, and some went unnoticed. I passed through the aisle ,ppl seating either side of me. They clapped when I fell, but when I stood up with my own support, they were busy munching their popcorns. Just a option left, to leave the show , but somewhere from inside somebody mocked at me : - “coward”… it was the alter ego in me always had its ironic and piercing words to make me alive ,not for anyone else but myself.
But I was quite sure I couldn’t be “selfish” .. I still lost appetite to food when I saw them starving..

I’M THE CONVICT…
The one – anomic who is searching for a identity.the one who is content with originality, the one who still believes on the one who stabbed me and has thousand hopes for the wounds to recover. But when they say that line from the philosophical doctrine “ all the things are predetermined and therefore not alterable.
So who am I to drivel??!!
I’M THE CONVICT
Why is the noise from the crowd now.. why they want the judge to exculpate me…,
The sense of déjà vu on the decision of the de jure made me confirm that the condign was sure!!!
ORDER!! ORDER!!
“ YOU MUST LEAVE GROUND”- GOD- THE DE JURE OF ALL…