Me

Hashtag Kalakar

Nov 30, 2025

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By Sahana D S

I really thought I knew me.

The bitterness,

the ugly

the good

the bad

the real me.

Underneath that veil of sadness, misery and mystery.

Below all the broken promises

is an angsty kid

who just wants to be understood.

By Sahana D S

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