Clouds of despair
People see the grin on my chin,
assuming I am happy from within.
People see my money and wealth,
but blatantly choose to ignore my mental health.
People see my mighty success,
but often forget my constant restlessness.
I am in a pool of dejection and hopelessness,
I need some love and tenderness.
Even when I don't want to,
I have to look happy for the sake of others,
what I am going through ,who bothers?
I feel lonely amidst the crowd,
I want a space to confide,
trust me I am not stable even when I say I am alright.
All I need is a shoulder.
All I want is little affection .
I might look extraordinaire,
but my heart is surrounded by clouds of despair.
Copyright © Garima Dubey | Year Posted 2021
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