Everybody wants you to be perfect
When they understand that nobody is perfect
Their unreal expectations slowly killing inside
Every time I take a break, it makes me feel so useless
The fear of disappointing them consumes me whole
Their scolding and taunting, make me wanna scream
They think that whatever they do, is only for a greater good
In the Verge of Breaking down and letting myself down
Not feeling like tryna save me or do anything right
They know everything about me like an open book
Or that is what they think it is
They don't know that I open only certain pages of the Book of mine
Talking so convincing, that they might understand any other pages
When even I can't decipher certain pages of my book
While the others are written as fear and tears and embarrassment
And a certain few pages which I wish I could erase it but they stained
All the mistakes I did and i was never a part of cannot be erased or forgotten
I will forever live with regret about those pages of life
-Varrsha Prasad
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Rhapsody Of Melancholy
PoetryRhapsody of Melancholy is a series of relatable romanticized poetry :) read the chapters one by one to find out ///:///
