Sitting inside the four walls
Only thing that keeps her going
Is her loved ones' calls
Her words stutter, head hurts
and heart crumbles
There is no sign of positivity
She is travelling from
sanity to insanity
Seems like this has become her reality
Her tower of tribulations keep rising
Even though she has countless blessings,
And every rich that she has been showered,
She, somewhere, has lost
all her strengths and powers
Her mind scattered all over the place
Hell yeah, she is very much desolated
For that fresh air and free space
Building inside her a complete rage
There lies a little bird in a small cage
a little bird in a small cage...
---- Sanvi Saumya
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Sweet Sorrow
PoetryA collection of poems by a messed up teen. 'Is it OKAY to not believe in yourself sometimes, Is it OKAY to doubt yourself sometimes, Is it OKAY to doubt your existence sometimes, Well, it's completely OKAY to 'NOT be OKAY' all the times'. ...
