Humiliation

Someone asked me what i wanted
to be in the uncertain future
with joy i told without any doubt
-“a singer”
the whole surrounding streamed
with cackles of laughter
i was sensitive and fragile
i brokedown like a glassrod
in minutes i saw myself
sweating,crying at this unfathomable cause
that was the end of my courage
i was once bold like a blue ocean
but now a lifeless creature
hope that incident had not occured
hate this evil Life
just insensitive people With hearts of stone

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11 thoughts on “Humiliation

  1. It’s hard to see past the opinions of others – I’ve spent years being derided for wanting to write and create art – but sometimes you just have to hold on to your dreams and ignore the negativity of others.

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