My life

First you criticize

And I change

When I change 

You criticize again

You gripe and blame

Of me not being the same.

Not the whole

A part of me 

You want to change.

I am what I am

When people are around.

You seem so strange 

U let me out of bound.

When u and me 

Are in the house alone.

Change of heart

Replaced by a stone.

We share a parasitic relationship here.

Parasite you and I m your host

You kill me everyday

Nags and comments you croak

But it is not a crime.

It is part of life.

Crime is to compromise 

my thoughts and my beliefs. 

I adapt to survive changes 

But my outlook is my relief.