Many a Times

Many a times,
I have thought,
Is this right,
Or is this wrong?
Many a times,
I have felt,
The pain inside,
And the joy outside.
Would it be right,
To leave alone?
Or should I take,
What I left behind.
Many a times,
I have needed.
Is it for a moment,
Or for eternity?
Many a times,
I have missed,
Him a lot,
Or was it them?
It takes a lot,
To give a lot,
But who am I,
I am no one.