Where is that bold person,
which I used to be?
And now drained and leftover with
fear and anxiety.
Oh no! This ain't me!
Why am I so tired?
Even after so many hours of sleep?
I can't do this anymore,
I am exhausted.
I can't explain this. I am lost...
Why am I humiliated?
Why do I depend on somebody?
I never thought that my confidence
was just a piece of glass, distorted
now broken into a million pieces.
Why am I worrying a lot?
I don't know what bothers me
even, in my deepest dreams.
I wish I were invisible.
Am I hurt?
Am I hurting myself
Am I so harsh with myself?
I just couldn't come over this.
Nobody to tell
nowhere to go
they let me down
and I'm indulging in this junk.
My Poetry Collection
By SahanaLakshmipathy
My favorite pass time. I now have many of my own. Let me show you what real poetry means as you flip through... More