I was craving for warmth ,
And I got cold.
I was craving for love ,
But I was thrown
I looked for people
who would come to me.
I looked for person.
Who will tell me to be whatever I wanted to be.
But I was told to change,
If I wanted the this.
I was told to disappear
If I had a desire to live.
I was criticized for my words.
When I spoke my heart out.
I was told to be ashamed
When I wanted to be myself in a crowd.
I was craving for embrace.
And they gave me inferiority complex.
I was craving to love me,
But I was made to hate myself.
The answer is unknown
If I was fighting the right fight.
Because when we go back to the question
It itself was never right.
I was looking for a people
who never exist.
Because non can love themselves.
How can they love me.
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