Sad but true


Sad but True



You are sensitive and insane

They tagged me with words

Without thinking how I was gamed

I lived my story with myself

It made me feel like a dirty dame

I lived thousand weeds

Crying every time with a plea

Listen to me

I am your friend

Alas, the evil already played its game

I kept on living my life with a shame

I met my own reflection in disdain

Looking at self I realize I am no more same

I am a dying soul who will be cried over

By her family as they are her true gems

Rests are just a negative reflection of self

Those who could not trust themselves

They returned love with loads of pain

Pain which was killing me

I stood up for self and stopped enumerating on word explain

Telling the world yes I am sensitive and insane

Words which had a different meaning in my game

Insane does not care for the world

Sensitive is precious and had to be kept with care

Unfortunately, you are evil enough to realize

What love is until you will bear the same pain with different names

At that time I will be a watcher of this repeated game…



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