I pretend to live a happy and carefree life...
But there's always something holding me back...
I have heard since childhood that whatever we give, we receive back...
I tried many times to get the suspicion of it...
But I never got the one...
I tried to ask the fact behind that but was ignored...
I was surrounded by many and still I am...
But never got what I always longed for...
Sometimes, I feel like getting rid of everything around me...
Maybe, only by giving up on life will set me free....
My feelings, my emotions, my opinions always remained trapped in my heart...
I tried to express but fond it hard....
Maybe, someday someone will get to understand me, to know me, to comfort me...
Maybe, someday I'll be able to take a stand for myself...
Maybe, someday I'll be capable enough to raise the voice for myself...
But till then this paper will be my close friend, to vent out and for my feelings to get expressed...
Like a bird without wing,
Like an ocean without life,
Like a child without freedom,
Like a day without sun,
I'm a teenage writer, venting out with help of this pen and paper,
Just to love the life I live instead of living the life I love...
Waiting to get noticed... Longing to get loved...
©.blueblood
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