Whether it's the core of my being to be hopelessly hopefully,
Or just wittiness of my existence to put myself in such circumstances,
Yet I'm just a woman trying to figure out the world.
During the lows they all disappeared like they never existed,
And came back during highs as if I was the centre of their being,
And I was so mercilessly hopeless,
To pretend that they braced up my existence,
While when I looked back,
The realisation hit me hard that I hopelessly kept pushing myself and still doing the same,
Cause I'm still trying to figure out,
Whether it's the core of my being to be hopelessly hopefully,
Or just wittiness of my existence to put myself in such circumstances,
Yet I'm just a woman trying to figure out the world.
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
