• silencesparks 29w

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    It's unbearable sometimes how I have to convince my own soul to take a breath to just survive another day..
    Just one more second so that my heart doesn't choke on its own heartbeat.


    This was me last year..
    Asking even to raise a voice against every soul around me....
    It wasn't easy...
    It wasn't a cheesecake​
    I remember how I cried
    Wrong decisions I made
    But even If i was forced to not speak my will... I had dis fire inside d soul placed on table,still...To rise and shine like a phoenix...To take a step ahead and make time fix..But nor they heard me..Neither they let me talk.. Dey just made themselves privileged... Allowed their eyes to stalk..
    The ones who spend their time on me...Yes they can speak...They can confront..
    But the ones behind their windows...Their doors... Why I should let them poke my heart..With �� and �� ?
    Why they get power to tell me what they Judge out of my misery ?
    Today..
    I don't care about any of the ��, �� and ✋
    For I know how I enlist the people I listen to...Or let them to heal me..Hurt me.
    Yes,
    To the people behind windows and doors
    This is to you
    Don't poke Ur ears and nose
    That personal space is somewhat a thing now
    And u got a life too
    #life #mirakee #rwu #pod #join

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    This was me last year..
    Asking even to raise a voice against every soul around me....
    It wasn't easy...
    It wasn't a cheesecake​
    I remember how I cried
    Wrong decisions I made
    But even If i was forced to not speak my will... I had dis fire inside d soul placed on table,still...To rise and shine like a phoenix...To take a step ahead and make time fix..But nor they heard me..Neither they let me talk.. Dey just made themselves privileged... Allowed their eyes to stalk..
    The ones who spend their time on me...Yes they can speak...They can confront..
    But the ones behind their windows...Their doors... Why I should let them poke my heart..With and ?
    Why they get power to tell me what they Judge out of my misery ?
    Today..
    I don't care about any of the , and ✋
    For I know how I enlist the people I listen to...Or let them to heal me..Hurt me.
    Yes,
    To the people behind windows and doors
    This is to you
    Don't poke Ur ears and nose
    That personal space is somewhat a thing now
    And u got a life too