To Be Normal
When I am weak,and troubled;
With the feeling of disappointment and hopelessness,
Evaluating myself and my interventions,
But getting negative results in every trial;
I tend to wonder what a normal life is to a girl child!
Growing up,I knew no life outside my world.
Growing up,I was as sickly as a hen.
Growing up,I knew nothing better than crying.
Growing up,I had no friend. I lived all by myself,for myself.
Growing up,life was just an empty room filled with darkness.
My trust for the human race diminished within a blink of an eye;
My self esteem kept on vanishing with each day.
I had never been in any comfort zone,
Always there worried and thinking about tomorrow,
Tomorrow,which seemed no better than today's hell.
Till now,never have I felt normal,
For when I have just borrowed a little piece of peace of mind,
Something gets in my way.
A girl of my age,who knows nothing apart from pain,
Does she have brighter days ahead?
A young adult of twenty three at university,
Who sleeps not for the bunch of tiring thought on her mind;
The one who has been told not to eat chocolate and mint,
The one whose friends have abandoned because of frequent hospitalizations,
Where is the light at the end of the tunnel?
To be normal,is it to be free from sickness and infirmity?
To be normal,is it having many friends and family around you?
To be normal,is it succeeding in every step you take?
To be normal,is it attending all lectures and work daily?
To be normal,what is it? Can I be normal for just a day or two?
Copyright © Ampurire Anitah | Year Posted 2023
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