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It feels like something unwanted stuck in my throat,
Preventing my voice to be loud and clear,
Making my breathing difficult,
My brain keeps on telling me to cut it open,
That unwanted thing is better gone.
Once I cut it open,
Will I be freed too?
I thought that I am strong, but why am I having this suicidal thoughts too?
Let's liberate each other
From the chains of society
Let's be real
Share each other's fears and anxiety
Let's be us
And try to find some similarities
Even if we are not the same
Sometimes it's ok not to have parity
I will be me
Hope you will be you
Till the time
It's figured out that I can be yours
And you can be mine
Well, it sounds stupid
Still, a good enough reason to rhyme
All I need is a reason to rhyme

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