Befriending the self

Afraid of others, I try to fit myself into the thinking of others

Expectations of others get reflected in my actions

Biased I am, I take alloyed decisions, when reality threatens

Often, momentary lapse of reason disturbs my steady state

I become euphoric; euphoria takes time to wash-out

And I want euphoria not to completely wash-out

The image that fascinates me the most is the one

That greets me when I gaze into the mirror

The image says, befriend yourself

You will never be alone