Sometimes I want to cry and scream as loud as I can
But then sometimes I want to smile, laugh, dance and cry all at the same time
I never got to understand me, I understood people I understood laughter but never myself
I understood how m = q but never me = I
I never got to know myself properly I cried and scream begging for anyone to notice me and tell me, about myself but nobody did
On days like these I feel so alone and lonely and afraid as if it weren't ment to be
I used to think I will get to know me, when I get older and when I won't need an adult
But I guess I did always needed one be it at whatever time it maybe
But I still do
I will never get to know myself let alone my favourites
But I know you I know you like my first word or like a poem wrote I know you a little too well
Maybe even better then me
I never got to know myself anymore but I did know you
Unfortunately or fortunately I don't know but I do know something nobody knows
I don't know who I am?
Am I the crying, begging for forgiveness and screaming to be left alone
Or am I the smiley, a sweetheart and laughter attracting people I don't even know
I don't know I don't even know myself
I just hope I find myself again so I can I finally know them
And tell me which version of mine is actually me
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Dead Souls She Ones Loved
कविताThe sky tuned red. The sun sinking deeper into the core of the ocean. The black curling in while the yellow disappeared behind the massive blue. She felt numb, feeling herself deep under water. The dying sun's final rays falling on her reached out h...
