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Late Night Thoughts

By Suhani Sunil Siyal


Caged in my mind and body

Stuck in a place I’m forced called home

All I want to do is escape to Bali

To set my spirit free to roam


I begged and pleaded not to come to hell

But I was just a kid so what does it matter

If I filled rivers with my tears or tried to rebel

They were still going to stab me with their dagger


Shackled within these walls

Thinking I want to disappear

Not picking when they call

But frozen here I appear


I just want to be found

For someone to fix me

For someone to be around

For someone to set me free


It’s easier to fake a smile

Then explain what’s going on

Even if it’s feels like you’re in exile

Push your feelings down and walk on



Where’s my Oscar

For acting like everything’s fine

If I told them they’d call me a imposter

And continue drinking their wine


My feelings?

Oh, don’t worry about them nobody does

They just walk over them like their fuzz


How many cracks

Before I shatter

And can’t be put back

But what does it matter?


Now I lie awake at night

Crying myself to sleep

Hoping it will all be alright

But I’ve fallen in to deep


By Suhani Sunil Siyal




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