Is there any point of time in your life,
where you feel so hopless and vulnerable

you feel like you're life is nothing but a waste
and you feel like you've no one to care you
and no one even likes you

you blame yourself for being different from the rest
cause they constantly tell you that you're weird

all you want is to live alone
and now that loneliness is killing you

you have those insecurities,
which can't be put into words
and your soul can't be in peace...

you spend endless hours thinking about all this chaos
and still all this ends as an unsolved puzzle...

you cry in silent,
tears rolling on their own
and no one hears your agony...

you don't want anyone to see this vulnerable side of yours
and yet, you want someone to assure you that 'its going to be fine'

your mind plays games with you,
and you just don't know where the key is.