UNTAMED CRAZY WILD CONFUSED
LOST MISGUIDED LAZY IRRITATING
these are the names which identify my soul
MISUSED TEMPERMENTAL HORRID
names called to my face
BITCH SLUT WHORE
words describing me behind my back
but do you know ME?
Did you ever acknowledge my existence?
who the hell are you to judge me?
yes, i snapped ...... i was tired of being a doormat
yes i sound horrid...
those are my walls securing me from intruders
i may look wild but did you ever
see past the dirt and the thorns
I am neither confused nor lost
I am just tired of fighting for my right
i am not untamed and lazy
it is this society whose mockery destroyed my charm
i cant jump cant smile
cant talk cant walk
I CAN'T BE ME
Because of maybe just myself
but to this world,
I am a mask which is
thrashed destroyed and lost
YOU ARE READING
Pieces of my soul
Poesíathis is series of POEMS well my poems which may not be a piece of epic work but they are words tumbled out of my heart depicting various emotions some happy some sad some just melancholic.........
