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I was made to be on top by God, But I became a tool that only nods. I see myself — I know I’m better, But I can’t control it… and that’s what’s bitter. I want to live as my true self, But became someone who hides from himself. I knew I needed a pause, a break, But they yelled, “Stop? For God's sake?” So I paused… and quietly broke. Now I can’t hit back — I’m sinking slow. In a lake of silence, deep and wide, I watch the real me — float outside.
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Jun 23, 2025
Jun 23, 2025 at 2:16 AM UTC
I Miss the Me I Never Got to Be
I had friends — but never knew why. I laughed with them… but still felt shy. They smiled, I smiled — but I stood apart, They were close in distance, but far in heart. I saw them enjoy, and I enjoyed too. Those were moments I wish I still knew. They were just three steps away — Yet I felt like I had drifted astray. It’s like they’re present, And I became past. We had good talks… But they didn’t last. I had friends. But now they’re lost.
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Jun 23, 2025
Jun 23, 2025 at 2:04 AM UTC
Friends Who Became Yesterday
I was alive — when I look back. I can preserve it, but I can’t get it back. I want to shine, but I’m not a pearl. I want to cry, but I’m not a girl. This society says: “Be happy, be composed,” But never lets us feel free and exposed. I wore a mask I wasn’t allowed to take off. I’m a boy in a world that calls me free — But I’ve forgotten what free even means to me.
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Jun 23, 2025
Jun 23, 2025 at 1:22 AM UTC
Forgotten What Is Free