Locked I am in the responsibilities of my character , locked I am in the bars of my mind . Since the adolescent age , when I started understanding a little bit locked I am in portrait of expected mine . Never able to believe that I am the one who is destined for this . Sometimes , courage inside me do enforces but sometimes the fear of change holds me back. Now , in search of my presence , can compare myself with this flower , yes locked I am but still blossoming , still smiling & still progressing . Waiting patiently for that blissful moment when God's messenger untie me from these chains same as like a bee transfers pollens from flowers , my faith will proceed & sparkle this universe . ( Lock & flower )