- Neil Newton
We're all looking for company,
We're all looking for someone.
We're so busy trying to find
A purpose in another's life,
That we lose who we are in reality.
Gone are the days,
Where we wake up,
Feeling good.
Where we wake up,
Looking forward to the new day.
We don't want to wake up anymore.
We don't look forward to the day.
We have stopped expecting.
We have stopped believing.
We are hollow blocks
Painted in colors.
Some bright, some dull.
Some in a mixed shades of the VIBGYOR.
And we...
We are grey.
In an era where
Almost half the population
is obsessed with looks,
And the rest are obsessed with other's looks,
How would you expect one,
To love themselves ?
Despite all the negativity,
Despite all the hate.
Despite not knowing
What it feels like to be loved,
How would you expect one
To treat themselves right,
When they've never felt that before
How do you expect the camel,
To know what snow feels like under his hooves?
We've been trying for too long,
To hold the smile
As a cover.
To pretend,
Everything is right.
To pretend,
Life's going good.
We've been pretending
For way too long.
And we're tired.
And before you ask me
What's wrong,
Why don't you come over,
And live life,
The way I do.
Walk a mile, in my shoes.
Let me know,
If you'd survive,
A tour in my mind.
Let me know,
If you can understand
The reason for this post.
And if you can't,
Why don't you sit down,
And
See if
You could
Remind me again,
What it feels like to be wanted.
What it feels like to be loved.
Remind me again,
What it feels like
To never feel alone
Despite being surrounded by a crowd.
But of you can't
I wouldn't be surprised.
I couldn't expect a politician
To understand poverty anyway.
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