It's true.
There's a lot to be said,
A lot to be shared.
However,
If we're not secure,
If we've not been given a shore,
We will never tell.
And as long as we're doubtful,
Lost in magnetic wars,
Encircled by uncertainties,
Shackled with an undeniable tenet,
Between the YESes and the Nos,
Between feelings and thoughts,
We will never open up,
And we will never let us be explored.
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Surviving
PoetryShe wanted to survive so she created art. It's not a roman but kind of a short essay. It's about silence and noise, about introverts being forced to extroversion, about the little secret of an introvert. It's simply about a life among billions. All...
