Spicy Rasam

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Sometimes I cry,

Sometimes I laugh,

Sometimes I’m shy,

Sometimes I’m not.

Sometimes I’m happy,

Other times, sappy.

I am complex…

I am just a human…

 

Confusion continues,

I am constricted and condemned,

They say I’m 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 still 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’m not.

Sometimes I’m happy,

Other times, sappy.

I am complex…

Am just a human…

6 thoughts on “A lock-free shackle…

  1. Shreya Vohra says:

    Ooh so relatable! Good one💕

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    1. NJ says:

      😊😊.. Thanks for reading

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  2. Eric Alagan says:

    We humans are complex, aren’t we? Yet we thrive to make sense out of the complexity by trying to pigeon hole people.

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    1. NJ says:

      Yup! we love labels and judgments. Don’t see this changing anytime soon!

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  3. Simon Nisha says:

    Indeed! Because we are Humans 😉

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    1. NJ says:

      Haha..yup😋

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