ISOLATION

We are born isolated and we die shattered

Being a part of unknown comfort, I still feel disintegrated

Who says? We make connections in this fake world

I say, we make fakest longings, ‘we are trying’.

No, we are broken in this isolation.

We don’t make our present our true love

But are emotionally attached to an unpredictable strangeness

You know?, life asked me to choose the one, that special one

I didn’t knew an expensive contract cost me my passion.

I always desired to hold my quirkiness

I feel, I am not getting my true mirror image nowadays.

Oh , I see circumstances overpowered my reality

I constantly perceive, why I am not able to hold my firmness, my emotions?

I feel surroundings so isolated, so desperate to not accept me

Why, is this the price I have to give for my dreams?

I still admire this isolation to not hear my screams.