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Okay……

By Veda Guntupalli


I’ve always kept to myself…

Always kept feelings to myself..

You ask me why I never open up,

Here’s the answer for that road of bumps


It’s okay they say.

It’s okay to not be okay,

But is it?

They judge, when were not okay,

Tell us to be tough, always.

“your too  sensitive”, they said,

So we stopped… At least  I did,

Tired of hearing it, always..


Our feelings, we hide in the shade,

Till they forever fade…

We don’t listen to them anymore…

Cause I’m tired,

Tired of getting put down, furthermore, of losing..

So yeah, that’s why we don’t open up..

Cause we’re tired of going down a road of dents and bumps…


By Veda Guntupalli


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