Dear....
Dear... You...
Whoever is reading to the note
For that I know it could reach whoever it may
And it might reach you too
But all i want to say is that
It is going to be alright
You have pulled yourself this far
You can take yourself ahead too
Sure it might seem life is getting ahead of you
That everything seems dark and fuzy
And sometimes you might not even like yourself so much
But hear me out
There is probably many good things about you too
And you might not know
But the person around would probably have a few good things to say about you
And they might not but
That does not really mean you are not a good person
Apart from all the whimsical thoughts
Day dreams
Fantasising
Dreams
Goals
Failures
You know there is you out there
Who is not defined by any of that
You are who you are
And that is not really much
More than what you want it to be
So, yes.
In short all i want to say to you is that
I am proud of you
My younger self
Sincerely, Me
YOU ARE READING
Lost words
PoetrySome words, some thoughts, some feelings-- complicated, intricate, fragile gets lost in the day to day. So let's carve out those, and let them breathe and come to existence through the mere power of poetry
