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Chapter 17 - Awake n

All this attention to me is very new

Rarely, oh how is it that i got eyes of few

This is something I never knew

Do i have by any chance any power over you ?

In this, attention, the constant urge to twist what is true

To just twist every truth and do not let any one see through

Through you, and what you have due

The constant energy it takes to keep myself to myself in this view.

In the beginning I felt I was forsaken

That I will always be mistaken

My thoughts and views all just taken

That's when I left everything free, feeling half asleep and half awaken

This world around me always felt numb

The gray that I try to see and then run from

The white or black that i want to become

Work so hard and yet to the same Black or white square do I come

Sometimes it just feels hypocritical calling myself dumb

My blood appears bright red in the light of days

But it's in those dark night that it changes its ways

It becomes black and heavy to make me still and stay

Stay in one place, the Weight of doubts and worry that it lays

My mind, chaotic, the cruel trick it plays

All the power it takes for my pain to be at bay

Still reminds me that it's neither black nor white but a mocking shade of gray

The irony I see in their every bright display

These fake Pinocchio's are quite astray

I wish it could all be like chess

Everything in order, a pattern and no mess

Every piece in our life with specific moves and progress

Every possibility calculated nothing in excess

The control with only your intellectual ability to address

No feelings to hide or to suppress

No one but ourselves to contest

The abstract idea of freedom you could express

Alas it's impossible nonetheless

The more I take from this strange power

Afraid, iam of getting hungry and falling from my high moral tower

Happiness, a rare delicacy they say but to me it tastes sour

Finding a problem in everything is my secret superpower

While I take criticism head on and never cower

What is our purpose, the great question of the dying hour

While I wish to grow and provide like a flower

I always see the nice, ones here getting devoured

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