Why is this shit getting so loud
The only thing i hear are screamings and some strange sounds
Telling me to give up and to go die out
You are neither usefull nor making us feel proud, proud...
The more i hear, slowly does the time goes
Filling up my mind and tearing me from inside just a bit slow
Nobody care asking what is that that i want
They keep spitting shit like i am a fucking robot
But they ain't right i m gonna prove them wrong
so just see it to the end, dont leave me alone
A good living and big nose that's what you all want
For something like that you are pushing me in black holes
Never telling me on how to survive on my own
Then why did you took all the credit for something that i worked so hard for?
I was getting dragged in a race not of my own choice
Even then i tried my best but it made me quiet
A little love and appreciation was all that i yearned for
But what i got were only your doubts and nights full of tear drops
Nobody was there when i was crying my heart out
But they expected me to be with them in there hide outs (like when they feel sad or down)
I asked where were you when i felt down
You know its a straight road not a maze, and i freaked out
Now it became just a dark place that i started calling "MY OWN SPACE"
- Author: Harshit (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 10th, 2022 01:58
- Comment from author about the poem: Here they can be anyone from your life.
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Sometimes you've just got to be the bigger person. In saying that, we all need our own space.
our own space is loneliness nd breakdown, realisation
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