Poems for Anonymous

Mixed Emotions (title is up for discussion)

Looking at me now.... You'd never know....

Because I've developed a 'thick skin and an elastic heart..'

I throd along... Just going through the motions... But I'm sad... And you can't tell..

I've become numb..

Numb to this world...
To people..
To love..

I've developed a cold heart... And a plastic countenance...

Yes ma'am ... No Sir.. My life has become surreal.. I'm awake yet still I'm dead..

But now.. Its time for me to awake... To feel... To love and be loved... To break the rules.. To really, truly smile from within...
But how can i? When....

I'm self conscious... I have a low self esteem ... I hide myself behind the excuses.. I am fearful of being judged... Yet.. I judge...
I care.. But i don't...

Words are nothing but mere sounds produced by our vocal cords.. And yet still they sting like salt in an open wound... The wound of hurt.. Of disappointment... Of loss..

My flaws do not make me incomplete... They make me perfectly imperfect...
Perfection is an aspiration. A dream.. A wish.. Acceptance is truly living..

Face it.. Nothing is ever the say we want it..

There's a moment in life when we have to decide what you want... And what they expect from you...

At the end of the day.... You are who you are