I have everything, yet I feel empty from within.
I detest shallow people and still cling to their validation.
I got no reason to be sad or have regrets.
But well here I am, as low as it gets.
I want to grow, have goals; while the sun shines, make Hay.
But all I do, is sleep during the Day.
I'm left with no motivation,
lost all my aspiration.
The only thing that keeps me going is the sound of delivery
By yet one of my implusive online shopping spree.
My life is degrading,
I need serious awaking.
But I don't know where to start appealing
Or how to get rid of this shitty feeling.
They'll tell you to take therapy
And laugh like your life's a parody.
If I could I'd simply rejoice and be woke
But that's not a choice for the broke.

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How to rise up again,
once you've hit rock bottom?
How to process thoughts
when the mind is in a haze?
How to calm your chaos
while you're still in storm?
How to unlearn all the hate
and heal the hurt?
How to express
when you're struggling to even feel?
How to seek for help,
without being laughed at?
How to breathe, without suffocating?

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Dreams are just traps that keep you unaware of the reality

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Music reaches out to me
in ways I could never ask help for.
illuminating my heart's
darkest corners
with the warmth of life.

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My forever has always been too soon.
Just like the flowing river of my emotions that I hid from the world
soon became an unending ocean.
I thought I'd hide it, I thought I'd mask my woes away.
But I seem too warm for this cold world.
I could have been forever, If only I let my emotions vulnerable.
But I won't do that.
For I am weak.
Weak to express, yet lazy to learn to improve it.
So I suppress deep down in me all the layers of me.
With a smile of sham I look up to the world, dry from within.
You should therefore know, that I am not here forever.
I am unfinished, yet I shall always be one step away from being complete.
Till then, I'll keep collecting tiny pieces of sunshine from the masterpiece that people carry in themselves.
And weave a story called "life" out of it.
You had to know this someday, that a part of you is now a part of me, shining through the dark cracks of misery.
For I am too weak to stay forever and too strong to fade away.

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The pressure of being a Somebody in this world that belongs to Nobody is really exhausting.

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Don't provide your
needless opinions
When you can't provide
the needful support.

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"I am colour blind to your red flags."
A weakness that she proudly brags.

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This world has become an unfair carnival.
Merry doesn't go around anymore.

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The Darkness cannot stop
Growth from Glowing.

-Disha Bhat

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