I don’t know why-
-why am I weak
I wish I could be strong
In this accursed world
Observing the people
Admiring their hard-work
And thinking, can I also be strong?
Can I also do it?
I just have to take
A step forward on the stairs
Of inspiration in others eyes
Which will fulfill their lives
But the step is like
The fiery surface
Which I can’t cross
As the mind keeps pulling me down
I don’t know why-
-why am I born this way
I wish I could experience
The feeling of being strong
Why am I the broken mirror?
Which no-one glances at?
There’s always a cloud over my head
Which is raining endlessly
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