Sometimes I feel
the silence with in me is going to kill me
the turbulence of emotions
the unwanted gratification
the taboo of society
the fake morality
the love,
the trust,
the faith,
the strength,
the mistake,
Sometimes I feel
it's all making me a puppet
a puppet; of time
frustration, uselessness; forbidden, loneliness
bounded by the queries
surrounded by walls
Sometimes I feel
I just want to escape
escape; from all those interpretations
petty justifications
all those rumors
the evil social tumors
Albeit, from all these
sometimes I feel
I shouldn't give up my zeal
what's the big deal,
when every soreness has a heal?
I am the change
for this place so strange
I have to ascend
every bitterness has its end
with hope, with aspiration
I would move on
I pine to bring a new motivation
a motivation; for myself
for all those who need help.
Sometimes I feel.
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