Me my self - A poem by a friend

I’m one among the mob,
I’m one among the seed ground,
I’m the one who‘ve dreams.
But terrible storm passes over me.

The best of me is sucked out and
Bit have been wasted
Sometimes I growl and shake myself,
But I get energized when,
I scroll the lessons of yesterday.
I’m a working person which,
Pave towards the best in me.

Once I’ll get robbed and forget everything’
Is the time when I wave my hands
To the world…

Yeah no doubt, this is not mine ... Credit and copyright belongs to the beholder and author of these lines.