Spicy Rasam

Not a cooking or food blog! I just share what's cooking in my mind.

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Sometimes I cry,

Sometimes I laugh,

Sometimes I’m shy,

Sometimes I am not.

Sometimes I am happy,

Other times, sappy.

I am complex…

Am just a human…

 

Confusion continues,

I am constricted and condemned,

They say I am free…

Why don’t I feel that?

I want to break free…

What are these shackles?

That I don’t see…

Why do I never feel like I belong?

Why do I always search for a door to be gone?

They say, I am s till young!

That I need to sing a happy song!

I pass,

I may seem crass,

But… No… No…

Sometimes I cry,

Sometimes I laugh,

Sometimes I’m shy,

Sometimes I am not.

Sometimes I am happy,

Other times, sappy.

I am complex…

Am just a human…

2 thoughts on “A lock-free shackle…

  1. Shreya Vohra says:

    Ooh so relatable! Good one💕

    Liked by 1 person

    1. NJ says:

      😊😊.. Thanks for reading

      Liked by 1 person

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