My soul is hidden in the closet
Afraid of the world
Afraid of getting stabbed in the back
Afraid of getting broke my trust again,
My mind is caged into a prison
Afraid of speaking up
Afraid of shutting it up if I ever try
Afraid of doing what I actually want,
My eyes are covered by the disappointments
Afraid of crying over
Afraid of seeing them go
Afraid of waiting for someone to come & rescue me,
My voice is chocked by the thoughts of others
Afraid of uttering a word
Afraid of not saying what they want to hear
Afraid of getting silent when it need to speak for myself,
My body is buried in my room
Afraid of sensing the air
Afraid of feeling the light on my skin
Afraid of the judgement over it's shape, size & colour.
(It's incomplete for me, I'll try to write it completely probably in my book)
- Sohrab Amaan
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