touch points

After a long time i feel like writing again,, wondering what to start with i guess i should follow my style and that is yet another poem.
The title of my poem this time is touch points coz i beleive that everything that matters in life - good or bad touches u in some or the other way and this is about some moments that have touched me in my life.

Sitting and wondering whether this would ever happen,
Never knew everything would come so well wrappen
Life was on a stand still when everything was happenin
and rest goes just off the directions that have been map in
but how does that really matter
when you know that today is the time and rest will just tatter
being mean or selfish sometimes to get the best for me
enthralled to unlock the key
The key to freedom, joy , fun excitement, all that i want
alone which i cant
lounging on a bus stop wondering whom to text
the irony is that heart is still missing the one sitting next
every little emotion taken care of
full attention at a single sneeze or a cough
lost lot of moments while just being cuddled
cherish all those moments which together were muddled
sometimes just wonder how to priortise
u lose the gist in the advent of rise
the process of realisation amkes u feel the worse
but noone esle it urself to curse
Lots of mistakes and errors made
admitting to it churns out the courage and audacity to be laid
never would want to repeat those mistakes
the tough part inside just makes
holding the hands tight to be quiet when required
the irresitible mouth with all the comments wired.
quest to get better at all times
some instinsts chimes
to be aloof and try to be urself
or just be the way - myself
all the up, downs, emotions ,,swings - two sides of the coin
they are all the incidents in mah life - called the touch poin - ts..