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I am Lost

I am lost
Help me find my way
Let’s get out of this all
Far away …….

Somewhere where there’s peace
There is no one to tell you your boundaries
Let’s be ourselves. Let’s not
pretend to be the BEST……..

I wanna be free
I wanna fly
With no restrictions, no rules, no regulations ……
I wanna tell the world
who am I
I wanna fly high ……

Wanna fight the FEARS
Wanna get rid of TEARS
I am fighting my war outside
but
Day by day “BREAKING” inside…….
Thoughts everyday running out
in my mind
Questions raising, HOW
                             WHEN
                          WHY

I know the answers of none
but I’ll figure out
because
I AM A STRONG GIRL …

I am going deeper inside myself
to find a new me….
The one who is bold,
strong and carefree.

I am standing on a seashore,
trying to see an end.
But then I realize it’s never gonna
end …..

Let’s hold hand in hand and
jump into the river of
INNOCENCE

Let’s stop running towards
Everything and Just
be
Ourselves …

Shruti Tomar
Class IX A2


Comments

  1. Beautiful poem shruti. Bravo

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  2. Great thought!
    We should work to find ourselves, as at the end of the day it is satisfaction that matters!
    Keep up the good work!

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  3. Beautifully pen down shruti.........keep up the good work👍 .....

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  4. Very good shruti!! Now i can finally say that I'm proud to be your best friend <3
    Love you ...

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