Face Off

The stones & thorns pricking now & then
Mirage fluctuating every day every second
Soul thriving verse echoing with exact enunciation
Insanity & rouges hovering in the  air
Asking again & again 
Why it seems so fair 
The roads I opted with heart
The decisions taken so far
Compulsion or will, cant be specified
Standing high with souls full of scars
Ego or immaturity, cant be justified
The limitless effort to be just true self
The irreasonable want to have help
Innocence or diplomacy, cant be judged 
Even mind is amazed by the deeds
Others are so satisfied, so unlike me
Realization or regret, cant be mentioned
flow of time is constant
So far everything is just for the instant
Living in the mirage will ever pay off?
Just one thing left to scare off
Please someone take my face off........