Knowing Me...

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If I say I'm just a teenager leading a life as normal as it can get, I sort of defy what I stand for. Its not all that easy but it has its moments. I like those moments when they come along and they bring with them a significant amount of emotion, which I only began expressing in words at age 7. Since then, its all about the writing. It gets to certain people and some just don't get it! But I think that its important for me to write because that is maybe the only talent that exists in me [not denying the presence of good enough speech to win a few here and there =P] There is little I know and there is much I simply yap about but I make sure that if its really got to be said, it better be said, however in the wrong or right. I feel much. There are lot of things I plainly observe and those are sort of the things that I adore writing about. I'm inspired by minute details and small things that have a huge impact much later on. There is much more to me that most know and many have bothered not about. Not like I want them to. But I'd like to be known. And that's what I think I stand for, being known beyond what is known. =D

Sunday, May 12, 2013

-Untitled- [feel free to suggest]

I've dealt with
Versions of You
My whole life.
You who said it can't be done
You who never got up to try.
Whose personal battles were never won
Even when loss was a far cry.

I've dealt with
Versions of You
Day in and day out.
You who sit and criticise,
You who love to scream and shout.
Not one have you said a kind word
Not once have you tried to see what its about.

I've dealt with
Versions of You
That fight against
Versions of Me
Every single day.
You beat my optimism to pulp
It can't be of any use anyway.
You snatched my dreams
and my sleep withal
Said: What's the point of rising
When eventually you must fall?

But there is an impossibility
that keeps me alive each hour
That there will be insurmountable sweetness
To counter a mild sour
There will always be a bright yellow
to contrast a dull blue
And there will always be versions of Me
To deal with versions of You.

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