Standing in front of the mirror for quite a long time,
Pondering upon the words that could help 'me' define.
Am I the 'bubbles' of 'powerpuff girls',
Or like the sister of 'Phineas and Ferb'?
At times I am cool and calm like the breeze,
And there are times when my heart goes to just freeze.
Is it the clothing that describes me,
Or the hairstyle I carry talks more about me?
There have been nights when I just broke down to every bit
And other nights when I stand firmly and refuse to quit.
Sometimes I find peace in serenity,
And other times I am just filled with anxiety.
With these lame efforts of Deciphering,
I heard my inner self whispering.
The inner voice said to myself,
'You can't be defined "in a nutshell".


