Impetuous passion,
I have a twitch in my whole
Body, with fear
Incompetence, and
My everlasting meekness
And I want it
To just
Fade away, and
Leave me forever
Believing in oneself
I wish, I had
That prowess
To regain, my
Confidence, and my
Worth
As always, I am
Getting back to my
Inferiority thing
And letting it to win
Again,
It derided me from within
And left me with only
Agony and not a
Single ping of worth
This mundane world
Will never understand
Me,
Even, they won't try to
Do so
Unbending thoughts of
My mind
Are getting me
Anxious ,
Lack of self -confidence
Is getting over my dream
To become something
I wished from about a coon's age
I always tried to look up
For the stars,
As they make me believe
And make me ponder
Over my whole existence
And they looked at me
Like they were just
There, for me
And now, they are waiting
For my one wave
Of acknowledging myself
Which will make them
Gloom with happiness
On the other hand,
I feel like ,
My mind is not worth of
The concern of the stars
As its,
Just thinking and thinking
Of incapability of
Myself
To fulfil my passion
To fulfil my curiosity
Of my dreams
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