I am considered obscure.
The one who nobody can indure.
The one, people can blindy abjure.
To agony,who is considered inure.
I can't help but wonder...
Was I born a human?
Or else was I born impure?
Now that I've grown mature,
I myself,am unsure...
Was it my fault?
Being the bolt of passion in the lifeless rain?
Trying to discover felicity in the mounds of pain?
Among the dumb, having a brain?
Being a divergent shackle in the linear chain?
That led me here as I write,
Among people all dressed in white...
Titled incapable of flying,
prior to flight...
Enforced into darkness,
before feeling the light...
My brain processes they are mad...
Who else is wailing right now and the next instance turns glad...
But I'm also among those,
Ready to oppose!!
But how,when and why?
Was I that easy to imply?
I try hard but can't believe...
But again...
Who is there to decieve?
I try so much not to detain...
But to no gain...
As it goes all in vain...
That garden is now turned into a terrain....
What else is there left to attain?
When people call me insane...
Over and Over...
Again and Again...!!
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