The Existential Question Revisited

What does it mean to be 'me'?

Clicked it on a lazy afternoon
Photo Credits- The 'me'-searching author!

Is it a grass that peeks at its will
Fighting the stomping boots,
The lawn mower that tries to 'beautify' the garden?

Is it a briefcase
Where I put all of 'myself' in the space
And shut the cover tight
So that nobody can break in?

Is it just a question
A way to get around
The people who bother
A way to escape?

Is it my daydream
A wishful desire
A touch of a hand
A kiss on the nape?

Oh! Don't misunderstand me
From the way I narrate.
I do love nature,
But technology I don't hate!

It's just that in this hustle
I get broken to pieces.

Trying to make all ends meet
All I lose, is 'me'.