My sorrows!
For the past few days, I've thought,
Why cruelty comes only to me,
For my heart cries for little things,
Which i cannot tel why.
In loneliness i find peace,
For in company i feel ignored,
Something sorrowful and painful,
Which i cannot tell why.
Every dog has its day, i've heard,
When will that day come for me?
For i am waiting to be happy,
On a day when my wrath subdues to peace.
Feelings are to be tolerated,
And not to be expressed, i've thought,
For that expression puts me down even more,
Which i cannot tell why.
I have been exceptional till now,
Cos i never control my emotions, its not possible!
Cruelty which amuses is bad,
But when felt and hurt i feel good.
My mind still flutters here and there,
Amidst the strong winds of sorrows,
And my heart still cries for little things,
Which i cannot tell why. . .
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