Have forget who I was.
Not sure who I'm right now.
Just existing without any reason
Without any ambition.Lost in the maze of thoughts.
Take me out.
Hear me when I scream,
When I call your name.Sight blurry with haze.
Mind thronged with the mocks.
Mocks that I bear.
Mocks which makes my breath hitch,
Which for others are just fun things.Lips trembling, hands shaking as I sat there just smiling.
Hiding the battle, I'm fighting inside me.
Just to make them feel at ease.
After making me feel like it was my last breath.The question, what am I becoming??
Keeps me awake at dark nights.
Tears rolling down my eyes.
As I whisper,who am I??
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The Silent Screams
Poetry'Teenager' Hearing the word, all that comes up in someone's mind is joyfulness, dreams, and so many beautiful things. But is it really the truth?? Are teenagers so happy?? Maybe not, our minds are full of thoughts, not so peaceful ones, so many st...