Feelings of envy never leave me,
And ugliness showers on my body
She sees her and thinks
"Oh how I wish I could be her"
There is no one to love her
No one to touch her
Give her the feeling of belongingness
She hugs herself to sleep at night
She never shows her true feelings
She'd give her life for anyone
But no one seems to know
My heart burns and bleeds,
Oh why do we feel?
I am hurt and so is she,
How much do you want me to understand?
I don't want to,
But i am crying in pain
And when I don't I feel nothing
Oh why am I here?
What is the point?
Should I burn to death or bleed?
YOU ARE READING
Wind is Lost
कविताMy feelings are being written, the poems short and long, rhyming or not. A smile or a tear may drop, but I am stills lost.
