You fail, fail, and fail
Yet pretend to be happy and satisfied when actually you’re not.
Looking around the people and their success gives you gloom
But you don’t want to be the ‘jealous one’
Yet you don’t have any other option but just to look around you.
It gives you the sense of grief.
People perceive you in a way they want to think
They underestimate your feelings
Devalue your cries, call them fake.
Yet, you’re here in front of the society, joking and mocking at your failures,
Making you feel inferior,
Making you feel mundane and small,
Making you feel like you’re a burden,
Making you feel lonely,
Just because you fail…