The Room

I entered quietly into the room-
Stubborn, shy and reserved.
In my little corner I happily lived
And around me, nothing I observed.

I liked shouldering responsibilities;
As the teacher's pet I was known.
And even though my temper would easily lose,
Moral values in me were deeply sown.

As I let people in through that little door,
I discovered more of myself.
Dance and drama shaped my personality
And infused me with confidence. 

Through college the room began to look different,
The changes I could not resist.
The door was widening and I was opening
To people, possibilities and risks.

I am now reaching out, and as I do,
I'm overwhelmed with the love I receive.
Trying new avenues, being at my productive best,
Novel angles from which to perceive.

Everyday brings in something new-
I peep out to see what's next.
I feel grateful for everything inside the room
And have no complaints on any pretext.

I now look to shed my inhibitions,
To be a master of my work,
To repay society for all it has given me
And embrace each of my quirks.

The door has widened as much as it could,
It is time to step out to bloom
And fill the space with loving energy
As I gracefully exit the room.

-Aditi