Feelings
I dont trust others with them
Or maybe I dont trust them with others
You may say it's just the same
But there is a difference
A thin line
I dont know where it is drawn
I find myself on both the sides
Sometimes, I feel that no one understands
They try to,heck, they try their best
Maybe it's just 'cause of me
I'm complicated
Or they aren't supposed to get it
Perhaps there's someone who's supposed to
Someone who I haven't found yet
Wish I could say I know I'd find them
But it's not exactly so
I hope I find them
Other times, it's because of those feelings
I'm scared what others will think
You can say I hate feeling, being vulnerable
I can't risk it, not much
Putting my thoughts in the open
Wondering, how are others reacting
What would they see in me
Hoping that it's not in a new light
I don't want them to slowly distance themselves
Slide away
Retreat
Give up on me
Get tired of me, my constant problems
Think I'm clingy, needy
Or trying to seek attention
I don't want them to regret it
Regret me
Regret them being there in the first place
And things I wanna say can do exactly that
Stuff I think about, feel, it might sound weary
My worries just be amplified bits
My problems nothing tangible
My thoughts might make sense only to me
Still, they are a part of who I am
They make me who I am
Someone, who pours her heart out
On paper
And I hope that someday
I find the courage
To pour it in a person
YOU ARE READING
--Bridges--
PoetryOne of the favourite lessons reading books has taught me is that you're never alone, not alteast in thoughts and words. There are others who think like you, feel like you and react like you. It's like that sometimes, our unspoken thoughts are the b...
