Of Questions…

Since when did I became this way, I often wonder…

This carefree, lonely, orange soul,

With no worries for tomorrow, living for today.

Was it since I was left alone, to fend for myself

against the evil onslaught of the strange place?

So many people to impress, so little I can hide

But the only way to do is not let them mix…

My personal life and my professional,

Family and work; two integral part of me

But I dare not mix both.

One gives me comfort, the other satisfaction.