@ZoyaAnsari 24 October 2022 more from that month

LOST WITHIN You look down on me; You pity me; You judge me, Yet, You do not see me. You see the outside of me; You see what my mind has created; You see my mistakes; You see my scars, Yet you do not search for me. I am the homeless vagabond Asleep on a rusty bench; I am the drug addict, Passed out in the shop doorway; I am the old, weary, shuffling shadow, Sucking hope from a Dried whiskey bottle; I am the thief; The angry; The weak; The broken; I am hurt. Do not look down on me For I am lost; I am far from myself, But I am gem