I have got bruises all over
I’ve felt this pain for so long that sometimes it does not hurt anymore
I longed for things which now do not matter
I cried for broken dreams which were easily replaceable
I won’t say that the world was mean, guess I wasn’t careful enough
I won’t say that the friends broke my trust, guess I didn’t trust the right people
Every time things did not go right, I questioned my abilities and
Every time things went right, I doubted my destiny
These bruises are self inflicted injuries, knowingly or unknowingly, somehow they just happened…
I chose this pain because it could not have been there, if only if I wanted…
I lingered long to something which has happened, which is irreversible
I judge myself as much as I judge others and am so lost in this fruitless game that I stumble hard on every obstacle; I do not learn the lesson and keep on going till eternity, with a restless mind and wrecked soul…I feel tired in this shell and I want to feel free…I wish to be free from jealousy, anger and greed..
I want to make new friends…and want to be with wisdom and laughter
I choose happiness and freedom to be mine because I know; I will get anything, if only I really want….

Richa Tiwari Joshi

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