M I

Who am I to say, that you're wrong
Who am I to say, that you're weird
Who am I, to make you see things my way
Who am I, to make you forget to see things your way
Who am I, to force my experience on you
Who am I, to force your experience on me
Who am I, to make these statements

Who am I, to ask these questions?

"I" is nothing but a mortal word, that'll die with my death, burying my 'wrong'.. my 'weird'.. my 'way'.. my 'experience'.. my 'statements'.. in the distant inaccessible past

So..
Who am I, to ask these questions?
..as these questions will also be buried and lockep up in that very distant inaccessible past..

--Shruti