Every passing day
Every passing minute 
Makes me creep more 
Inside my own skin
The wish to be free from myself
Makes me twitch and shudder.
How will that be ?
I wonder. 
To be able to think and do
What I wish to.
I see millions of people
With bright curves of their faces,
I look in the mirror and try to recognize 
Myself with that smile,
But it seems weird.
It looks good,
But it doesn't feel good,
My eyes don't twinkle with the smile.
When will I have the reason 
Where the smile will involuntarily occupy my face,
And I won't have to practice it everyday
I wonder...

Poetry

I want someone to comfort me when I say things on my mind but no one around me has the mental capacity to help me out, they have their own problems and I start feeling really horrible for reaching out to them 

It feels sad when my parents are still mad on my high schools scores and even worst is that I don't have a single friend to talk to.... Even I had a you get brother who died in an accident at least I could share my feelings my happiness with him....  Thoughts about ending my life are constantly on my brain,   even I didn't have enough courage to end my life  
I also have inferiority complex I really don't know why I find myself the ugliest Hooman on this earth 
And people around me whom are termed as friends or same agers like are just using me for there sake (good) 
It hurts man ...so bad 
 also most important I have to study for my interview exams... Woaow I mean it's another disaster still I will be doing no. Matter what the result come I am thinking that I am the luckiest born on earth...in vain 
Though I owe a hell life still everybody there whose reading... This wear mask coz we even can't rely on govt. About launching vaccine

Self Esteem

i dont have confidence ....kyoki ek baar mere gr wale kisi pandit ke paas gye the  wha unhone mere papa ka future btaya ki apke baccho me sirf ek hi civil servants bn skta he or unki forecasting humesha humare liye shi nikli hai or  meri di pr mujhe pura vishwash hai wo bn jayengi  bhot mehnat krti hai lekin in pandit ji ke baat se humesha rone ka mn krta hai ki me mera dream nhi pura kr paungi is wjh se confidence hi nhi he .and i dont know how to gain my confidence and un pandit ji ko kese glt prove kru or kese apni destiny bnau ki me bhi ciil servant bn paaungi😖😖

Mental Illness

Mere marne ke baad mere rooh se itne se wafa karna
Bass mere jaan mere maqfiraat ke dua karna. Na bahana ashq apne akno se tere ek ek ashq ka hisab nahi de sakunga mai  


3am Thoughts

I’ve always wanted the opportunity to share my deeper thoughts and emotions without really showing who I am, now that I have it, I hardly know what to say. I guess the better question is why do I feel the need to express these things without revealing myself. I’m sure many here can relate with that sentiment. Honestly I don’t know. Perhaps I feel like I’ve built a persona for others that can’t be infringed upon. That or I value the expectations of some too highly to betray their perspective. All I know is that I have so many emotions that I want to speak about, but it just feels like I can’t. I want others I care about to understand the machinations of my mind, but I know nothing I do could ever truly make anyone understand. I want to show them why I am the way I am, why I value the things I do, and why I simply cannot function the same way as others. I’ll share more in time, but I’m not here looking for answers. I already have my answers. I think more than anything, I just want someone to acknowledge that my true thoughts and emotions exist. That I’m not just an empty amalgam made from the perspectives of others around me.

Lonely

Hope

Hurted , exhausted disappointed how did i land up myself into all this

Frustration

I find it hard talking to boys but when I fall in love, I fall hard. What's wrong with me? 

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