Aren't we all secretly
Sick of everything
Arent we all in our head
Haunted by our demons
Arent we all at core
Broken and messed up
Arent we all have urges
To snap and leave
Aren't we all feeling
Just a bit numb
Arent we all secretly
Tired of being weak
Arent we all have audacity
To put a mask and roam around like nothing is wrong
Today I wanna ask humanity
Why you hide beneath covers
Today I question your norms
Why shame people for who they are
Today i question why you pray at breaking star
But why still have no audacity to hug broken people
Today I wanna question
Why you have ranks and stereotypes
Today I ask in your face humanity
Why it's not okay to be weak
Today I wanna ask this humanity
Why people have to pretend to be strong
Whats the need of judgement
Whats the meaning of hiding
Today I have a question for you guys
Why are you doing this to yourself
You arent God
So why it's so hard to confess truth
Today I wanna confess
I am not okay
Leaving with a question
Do you have that courage
To change the tide
For incoming next generation
Let's open ourselves to create
A world of acceptance and joy
So that no one has to suffer in silence
So that no one has to hide in shadows
Let's normalize the vulnerability
And embrace each other when necessary
With love from Romi ❤
YOU ARE READING
Tears of Rose: A Poetry Collection
PoetryWelcome to my musical diary A collection of some of emotions and insights from daily life Extremely clinche and dark. Be careful. Read at your own risk. (Humans only)
