To the Day When I Want to Run Away

Just Once

We live together but rarely meet

It bothers me when I am asked to speak

You enter my room but complain

That I am shame and made your life lame

"It's hard for me" just say if you need

Why do you blame it is all because of me?

I tried to cope, I tried to endure

And then for my age I became too mature

I pity myself because I am proud of myself 

to do things my friends never even heard of 

Do you think I am fine because I seem?

I too lose my appetite and sleep when you scream

Can I not be loved just once

For myself and those tittles?

-BHOOMIKA MEHTA