NAZIA ZAHRA

WHAT ABOUT ME?

I knew I was weird in some way,
Somehow an obstacle in your way
I knew I was a bother
Never included in the laughter

A hinderance in your glee
Nver did you bother to acknowledge me 
I used to sit alone in my room
My mind numb, my soul gloom

I saw they patting them 
the way they never did with me
clutching on my hem 
why did it always have to be me?

I used to watch from afar
how nigh they were
always disliked i was
how cruel they were

I would crawl under the table
clutch my knees to my chest 
bury myself the much was able
Maybe it was for the best?

I was craving for something
something that should\'ve been given easily
In delusions was I running
Yet was thrown away cruelly

I used to be the brightest
used to be the smartest
used to be the admired
used to be cherished

but now I am a fraud
a liar, a phony 
everybody knows me 
but no one knows ME

                                                                                                                                                                    ~NAZIA ZAHRA