Un-named

Nov 12, 2022

1 min read

By Bushra Shaheen

I smile, I cry, I be rude, I be soft When you see me, you see them all But there is one 'un-named'

It's anxiety & rage mixed with love topped with ego, possessivity garnished I can't show my 'un-named' emotion, neither can I hide.

It comes & stays until I'm ‘Me’, leaves when I'm ‘We’.

By Bushra Shaheen

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