I want to be so many things
that I don't think I will fit in this skin.
There are so many thoughts in my head, unsaid
that if i were to say all of that out aloud
you would think i am insane.
I race back and forth from one emotions to next
that I can't distinguish between love and hate
so much that if someone were to pour out their heart to me
I still wouldn't know what to feel.
If I were to judged by the thoughts that gnaw at my brain,
you would hesitate to call me mad but still doubt that i am sane.
kinda melancholic but a nice poem...
write more... pour out your heart.... sajha has been a platform to move on, to pour their thoughts, to discuss about issues and to become a good writer/author for so many ppl in yesterdays/yester-years and I know it will be there for so many more tomorrow....
keep coming EVA
- TC
Nice one. Eccentricity, insanity, genius -- where does one end and the other begin? Who doesn't have an inner mad man in them that says just screw it all? :) Please keep writing. Happy Friday!
Vivant
who doesnt right? happy friiday to you too but i am late so um happy saturday? :)
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