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THE PAIN NOBODY CAN UNDERSTAND

I changed,
I know,
  I feel it,
 I understand it,
I can see it,
Am not ignorant,
 Don't say am stubborn,
 No, situations in life changed,
 I was once charming with a big heart,
Oh yes,
A heart big enough to take any nonsense and a mind too slow to judge,
 I was so pure,
Of course,
 I once seemed like an angel,
With my naivety and innocent character,
 I was bruised,hurt and so many breeding wounds and scars are overwhelmingly hidden in my heart. The look,
Sometimes I don't care,
I have tried so much ,
done so much
But they call me a failure,
Nobody seems to understand me,
 I closed all doors,
 As I fear being hurt,
 I hate no one but since am always lonely inside I have lost it.
 I argue so much,
 Reason,,,,, I feel like a shadow is all over me trying to dominate me,
A shadow that cares not even a dime about me. I closed all the doors to my heart,
 How does it feel when you give your all to the world and what you get is pain A pain that nobody wants to hear about.
 I became a dumping site with no one to clear the mess,
Am filled up and burdened,
If only I can drain this rubbish,
 I pray ,
Yes ,
because I know the only one who can clear this rubbish is mightier than those who dumped.
 I will be well soon,
 Sooner I will shine more than the brightest star in the sky,
Maybe like the sweet morning Sun or a Sun after a heavy downfall.
I will embrace again,
 Maybe with mastery allow others to dump but very fast ask them to deal with their rubbish.
 I have hope for a better me and an outgoing me.

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I thought,
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The idleness and indecision,
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It is too painful nowadays,
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I,soul, am soffocating!
I,mind, am lost in a multitude of useless ideas!
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MAN ,GIVE HER WINGS TO FLY

Iam a woman,
a mother,
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A dream in the making, Someone thought well and wished me well.
Today I wish someone else well.
Iam a woman ,
When I was a daughter only,
I had dreams and wishes,
I went to school and tried my best,
I wanted to be somebody,
I really tried.
Today as a mother ,
I belong to someone,
Does he understand my girlhood dreams?
Maybe or maybe not, Sometimes I feel am just a mere woman,
A person who only should take care of his home,
children and him.
Others make me feel the same,
When they wish they married me,
When they wish I could be the mother of their kids, Don't they see another fountain in me? Iam a woman ,
My dreams are not dead, They bother me,
When you see me quiet,
Am making a plan,
One day I will look up and move ahead,
I will realize my dreams,
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