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Enough

Oct 11, 2022
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By Srishti Pandey


Walking at my pace

Too late, too early

I don't care!


Always heard

You're this and that

Maybe I'll show who I really am!


Too much emotional

Too much sensitive

The kindness within isn't there for nothing.





Dreamt dreams that are too high

Unable to reach I keep my feet on the ground

Determined to stay here yet reach there.


After frowning for ages

Being frustrated and unable to move

I realize it's not them but 'I' who always was.


Reason for my pain

Crying nonstop without a full stop

And blaming myself all the time and everywhere.


Now's the time to be who I'm

Without any worries

That has eaten up my very being.


My soul says to my mind

Enough of your rule

Now you see me soar and fly high.



By Srishti Pandey




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