If only I could open up If only I could say what I feel If only I never hold back Things could be different They can potentially change everything May be, Just maybe things could have been different But that’s how I am that’s how I work Bottling up every emotion, every pain, anger, and
Our generation is stuck in a trendy world where hookups are a party away where fake love is all over the place where trust cannot be traced where honesty is only found in books where friends do not exist, only snakes Where followers define your beauty But they don’t know that you are much more
Do you feel it? Do you sense it? It feels like magic Like something mysterious But wait, Ssshhhh Don’t say anything Don’t open your mouth Otherwise, it will lose its meaning Don’t entangle the feelings in words Because of honey! Words never play fair Do you think such a mysterious power can be caged in such small
You are beautiful, fragile, yet sturdy. You are broken by the hardships and difficulties you face every day yet you never give up rather, you collect the shattered pieces of your soul and join them again and make them whole You are a benevolent being possessing a body, mind, heart, and soul what can break
“You should be very proud of your literacy rate”! Growing up, I have heard this phrase a trillion times, and realizing the fact that despite the lack of resources, education was still a pure priority in our small village made me very proud of our literacy rate. Back then, I was not mentally strong enough