Ugh! the secrets,
Either I'll bury their wave,
Or they'll dig my grave.

But I'd rather,
Say them aloud,
And left to be failed

Coz it's tiring to hide,
From those who'll chide
I'd rather let loose the reins,
And let it slide.

Since it's always,
Their views of you,
And 'tis for a human,
To believe a biased cue.

You know the best you,
And events will crush you,
But can those really,
Break the real you?!

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So the introverts talk to less people, meet few ones, interact mostly with family members, step out and socialize less(never). So if they weren't kings/queens in their past lives then what were they?

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Let the sun be setting
But not our hopes,
We'll surely survive,
This nightmare's dope.

Obliterating realities,
Seems a vain pursue.
But choosing ignorance,
Often rescues.

Grace's upon us
If still we breathe,
But let's not loosen,
And allow rest to live.

Misery is at large
Staying sane is hard,
But refusing to give in
Will bring this to calm.

Days never glorified,
Sans the night's might!
But hope can defeat
This daymare's plight.

Trying to de-stress
Let's remain masked,
As for sure
This too shall pass.

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Perhaps the biggest challenge is in keeping it simple, coz by default it's always complicated.

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They'll say you have achieved enough, give it a rest,
But will you stop at enough?
Is it the "enough" you had desired back then when you had started?

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To be or not to be?
As it's the only conundrum,
That's left to feel.

For it's no chill,
Being stagnant achieves,
But only a fluttering soul
That's wanders to unleash.

Delusions keep haunting,
Distractions are daunting
For it's surety of disbelief,
That continues flaunting.

But then I go again,
"Let's do this one more time",
Allowing the present regain
It's lost peace in no time.

For it's attuning each day,
Makes this survive an ease
And that makes me stay
In my to be's seat!

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Do we really live when we're awake,
Or when we exist in our sleep's dream?

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When you've nothing more to loose,
And have the world to gain,
You feel the success you craved,
If you held on to your learnings to stay!

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What are we even?
A sack of bones carrying
Forward our ancestors' genes.
With a glow of change
For different goals achieved.

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Choosing the right filter for photos is like choosing the correct glasses' power when the eye doctor tries different power lens on your eyes.

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