My inner self keeps knocking over the webs of,
Decisions I make,
Words I say,
Work I do,
Things I like,
And things I don't,
The way I look,
The way people look at me,
The way I want to look
And the way I want to be.
There is me sitting over my shoulders,
Saying that all of it,
Is not good enough.
That I am not what I would like to be,
That my processes and the outcomes are wrong.
That I am not in love with me,
That my life is just a sullen song.
I don't want to be me,
Am not sure of who I want to be,
But sure enough,
Not me!
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ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
ŞiirAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...