Ostracised.

Parents divorced,
When I was just four.

Lived in a home,
Childhood – a real bore.

They call me a bad girl,
Not far from a sin.

Just because I have colors,
Etched on my skin.

I am a lover,
Deep within me.

But through the layers,
They couldn’t see.

Finding a job was hard,
Staying in one – much harder.

In a world of abundant problems,
It’s easy to get dejected.

I’ve learnt not to get solemn,
Even when my works get rejected.

Hugs and kisses I would need,
They give me strength to face my defeats.

Though advices I wouldn’t blindly heed,
Our life together I’d like you to lead.

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Invalidated.

Taboos of today we will fight,

The soul will live a life of light.

The only wish is to be found,

The mind will live a life of sound.

Blinded by fear of the character,

She was too young a teen.

Falling into a slumber of forever,

With roses brimming the bluish green.

Inversion.

Sensitive to nuances,

He knows the real me.

Couldn’t put up with my performances.

Battle of the wits,

We agree to disagree,

Together we make two wholly misfits.

Impediment.

“I’ve never fooled anyone. I’ve let people fool themselves. They didn’t bother to find out who and what I was. Instead they would invent a character for me. I wouldn’t argue with them. They were obviously loving somebody I wasn’t.”

– Marilyn Monroe

It was a real problem. But instead of sitting back and not do anything, instead of being comfortable with this faux attention, I choose to communicate. I choose to put the truth out there, for the likeminded to come forth. I might lose more than I actually gain, but that’s okay. I wanna be known for me, the one who’s truly in there that wants to connect deeply. And if I were to leave the world, I leave knowing I’ve received encouragement and attained courage from people in all different walks of life.
Because I was not afraid, because I tried.

I lived.

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