Who are you?

I can’t hear though you speak close by me
I no longer see you as a friend whom I used to think you could be
Hey you are still little; you are still juvenile
So everyone supposes you to be in your confine.

Your mama told you to be dutiful
Your papa told you to be watchful
What has happened to you???
You are a question to yourself as ‘Who’.

I am the one who has seen you change
I am not the one who wants to find the maze
For I am also confused what you do
For I am the casualty in our zoo.