I wanna go to some land
Where I won't be judged
How I talk
How I look
How I move
Oh look at that gait
How uncanny it is
Uhhhh stop it
I wanna feel liberated
I wanna be free
Oh how I crave for some company
But seems my destiny has something else for me
I am an alien
An ugly duckling
With whom none wanna talk
None wanna be
Feeling like everyone secluding me
I wanna be free of this thought
Binding my train of thought
To think again and again each time I wanna do something
Each time I wanna feel something
Oh lord will you have some mercy on me
For what crime am I being punished like this
Am I in blackwater land
Where seldom anyone talk to me
Am I a swan
That everyone feel intimidated by me
Or am I just an ugly duckling
To whom everyone pities
I wanna be free
I wanna be free
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Author:
Chitrangada (
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Comments2
Feelings that I can identify with in many ways. Nicely written it speaks with a sense of desired fairness and treating a person for what they are not for exclusion based upon not being part of the in crowd. Loved the message.
So happy to find someone who feel the same♥️
If the Son therefore shall make you free,ye shall be free indeed.
True, only God can set us free from what really holds us back.
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