Better To Be Dumb Poem by chettur aishwarya shrivastav

where is my mind,
where is my soul,
where is my heart,
what are my goals,

my heart is with stars,
my soul with moon,
my mind is so far,
goals are pretty confused,

words i speak are not my own,
a friend to call at end of the phone,
i'm just not too sure,
just can't find the right cure,

friends are many, no need to count,
but some true, else false,
i'm happy that i'm lost,
no need to talk,
i know my cost!