Do you remember that girl in the last bench
The one who sucked up 500-page novels in a day
The one whom you guys never paid much attention
'Coz she wasn't like those of you
'Coz she (seemed) a typical flirt
Who somehow got good grades and had a loud laugh
With a mouth, full of the choicest of abusive words
The one who'd question a lot, the one....
....who spoke to all, but never had a group where she belonged
She died today, seemed a suicide it was.
Yes, she'd laugh out loud, but,
Did you all so-called we-are-understanding people
Notice the signs of depression, she was slipping into?
Yes, she was a flirt, but
Did you all notice, she was an old school romantic too?
Yes, she had an I-don't-care attitude, but,
Does that mean, you continue hurting her,
Just 'coz she didn't let a tear roll out?
Yes, she had an extremely short temper, but,
Did you, any of you, ever care to shelter
The child suffering beyond that wall?
Yes she was a liar, 'coz she had promised
I repeat "promised", to treat ya all
To a chocolate fudge cake on her 14th birthday
But she never gave that
You can continue calling her a liar
But do you know, she'd cried on her birthday
'Coz she came to know, that her father's business had crashed
Were you with her then? No,
Instead you called her names.
She spent a fucking 50K bucks
to get into your school, but damn, she left it
'Coz she couldn't take it anymore
So she ran away and ended herself
She opted for an easy solution, you might say
But she couldn't handle this, not anymore.
Lemme tell you one thing
She was sensitive, emotional as well as creative
She loved to soar and fly, she loved to love and nurture
Underneath that hard exterior of hers
Was an understanding being, who had been left alone
In the next life, she'll be born a bird
Who'll fly, high up in the sky
Real freedom, that'd mean to her
Lastly, not all deaths are physical
Some are mental too.
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If you ever need anybody to talk to, remember I'm there.
Love, K.
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Random Thoughts Of A Queer Mind
PoetryLife is a wonderful journey we get to experience only once... so it is our responsibility to make it worthwhile; for we can't decide when to take birth or when to die but we can decide how to lead a happy life. This book contains all those true even...
