It's not easy to be me?
Well sorry
It's not easy to be anyone
Who am I?
No one special
We all are different
We all got heartaches
Reading something about pain?
We all feel the same
It maybe that different things trigger the same depth of sadness
But all of us, once in our life
have been in the deep end
And let it either drown us
Or reside in us as a home
Of nostalgia and heartache
I am no one special
We all are different
We all are same
We all are unique
with our pain
YOU ARE READING
Candid Heartstrings
PoetryThe candid beats of a heart The unfiltered voice inside That finally sets it's free Let me present a mere display of words Behind which, hides memories, anguish, fears, dreams and tears Let's have a view of The poetries I wrote for myself The quot...
