How To?

How to love myself?
I don’t even like myself
Actually, I more hate me

I hate the way she smiles
When she’s all broken inside

I hate the way she talks diligently
When she’s full of shits

I hate the way she stands tall
When she wants to lie and cry

I hate the way she walks gracefully
When she’s about to fall apart

I do hate her
So tell me how can you love her?



I’m a bird
I wanna breakfree
Through the thorns and hays of wire

I’m a free soul
I wanna get lost and wander
Through the havens of earth

I’m the air
I wanna flow through
Around the land and water

I’m the invisible
I wanna roam anywhere
Do the things I wanted
Not for what they like.

“This is the part when I say I don’t want ya
I’m stronger than I’ve been before
This is the part when I break free
‘Cause I can’t resist it no more.”

-Ariana Grande, Break Free

Girl On The Train.

Picture from Pinterest. Credits to owner.

There she was
Standing in the crowded train
Keeping herself busy
Mind’s conscious around her
The murmurs, shouts
And conversations
As her background
But she chose to pretend
Not to care
Yet it still bothers her inside.

Indenial Love.

I feel the chills
Shiver in my bones
The way I’m feeling
I can’t explain
Just a touch of your skin
It keeps me up
Until it makes me think
And lose it inside
Your eyes on me
A blank stare
But the way I look
Hidden beneath are
Million words
That I all zip up
So it can’t get out
Admitting is dangerous
‘Cause things are wrong
Better deny
Than destroy it all.

Take your life?

‘Die, girl’
Your mind whispers
A lot of options to choose

The pills
Sleeping or any kind they are
Be overdosed

The rope
Just hold and tighten it up
A necklace around your neck

The knife
Its metal sharp edges
Piercing through your skin

Jump through the bridge
A tall building
Or be hit on the road

My mind, it asked me
‘Which one do you like?’
‘Be it fast’, I said
I hate the pain
Let it end.

Her Suffering.

A girl standing
With plastered smile on her face
Eyes bloodshot
Flesh and bones decaying inside
Still she managed to walk and talk
Like everybody does
Her body and mind a great mystery
Just one hit
And she could die.

Hidden Her.

A dark cloud surrounding her
She’s filled of secrets
She can’t even tell anyone
People might get away
Or call her insane
But she’s still normal
Feeling the emotions
So better at faking it
Can you tell you knew her well
When you don’t even understand the story of her scars?

Actions And Words.

He saw her cry
So he gave her an unexpected hug
That’s when he realizes he likes her
But she was doubtful
And full of questions
Yet, he didn’t tell her
And she didn’t asked either
So it’s just silence between them
Because actions also require words to hear
But where are they?