Celebrating Myself

It's time to shut doors

And get back to your own self.

It's time to say good bye
And continue alone.

Its time to turn blind to people
And take a solitary walk.

It's time to romanticise sun as it rises and sets.
It's time to feel wind as it plays with your hair.
Feel rain and smell roses as you pass by
And be mesmerised by colourful lights as they fade in cold fog.

It's time to fall in love with your own self.
It's time. It's time.