Long ago,I became obsessed with a reality.…
Long ago, I dreamt of that actuality. ..
Time passed and it became my nationality. .
And somehow, it became- the curse-
To my identity...
They asked why you are called that?
It's a long story -i don't deny that..
Let us come in and we shall pass by ..
Know the truth and leave the rest..
Thoughts - that often ponder..
Opinions that often differ..
Interests that often vary..
References that often change..
Is it my mistake that I often like them to share?
Mindsets that deteriorate...
Feelings that fall apart ..
How do I change? How do I carry on?
with a curse that was once a blessing...
They know...
They understand
They desperately fall for it..
And when rejection they face ...as they don't really fit in....
The curse- is what they awake ..
How do I tell?
How do I express?
That it really feels deep ..
That it breaks apart everything that I love...
That it forces me to change the beauty within..
And that it restricts me to be my own self...
I don't know the conclusion..
I don't know the exact definition..
All I know is that ..this curse ..that I intentionally made for myself just because I was curious to learn ..
Just because I wanted to understand will remain ..
Long and forever....
The curse-"universe"