By Bhavya Arya
Why do I feel guilty
When I spew the venom
I was once served
Was it well deserved
I feel broken today
Is this my end
I have picked up the pieces once
This time
I cannot seem to mend
All I ever wanted was the truth
Slept on a bed of lies
Was hurt once before
Now I am prepared to die
Have been alone before
Was scared back then
Loneliness is my only friend now
I'm not one among the men
Everyone has their problems
They deal with their own fair share
Why am I being reprimanded
Only because I dream?
Only because I dare?
By Bhavya Arya
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