Everyday’s a struggle! A tribute to people facing depression and anxiety.

Every day becomes a struggle
When people see you who you aren’t
When acting up to they their false perceptions becomes a freaking routine
When crowd sees you for your facade
Calls you with your stage name
And each second becomes a struggle
When you’re unable to hear what they say
And why they say that

Everyday becomes a struggle
When people deny your darkness
Puts you in ends of unattainable edges of light
When you know you don’t deserve it
Why they’re letting me do this
Cant they see my shits, the mess I’m embedded with
How they can adore me

Everyday becomes a struggle
When you can’t take love
When you are grateful but can’t be at the receiving end
Rather it makes you go into extremes of emotional pain
Drains your energies into thinking WHY.
Scares the shit out of ya
Oh how you tell them to stop loving the facade
And what if they know and stop what they’re giving
Will then my soul be satisfied
Or it gets into uncountable pieces.

Everyday becomes a struggle When you smile and flashbacks of your mess hits you
Reminds you of your sad reality
The reality you designed yourself
When you laugh and some invisible force kills you from inside like silent shit soaking the shit of ya

Everyday becomes a struggle
When an abundance of unexplainable thoughts cross your mind
Leaves you clueless
Leaves you numb
Leaves you annoyed of yourself
Makes you kill your freaking self
And end every shit keep annoying your peace

Everyday becomes a struggle
When people give up on you
And you have to let them go even if you dont want to
Because you can’t deny your darkness And you’re helpless

Everyday becomes a struggle
When questions of, why you think like this? crosses you
When questions of, why you doing this? crosses you
When questions of, why you doing this with us? crosses you
When questions of, why you’re self loathing? crosses you
And when each question dives you right into dark reality of mess
Makes you question yourself
Your freaking self
And puts you into troubles of clueless mess where you can’t answer to the world and cry
Cry the shit of ya until the soul tires and body asks for sleep
Till next day to show up an act of dark struggle invisible to the world.

// Jannat

Struggles

How funny is the play
Everyday you get up
Wears a mask
To show up to the world
While figuring the ways to stay true to what they expect you to be
How hard it is to put up to the light
When you can’t deny the reality of mess you’re draining with
The reality of your darkness
The freaking shit you possess

// Jannat

Societal dilemma

We always go for passing or proposing laws that would create opportunities and ensure an access to women while forgetting the core controller of the access itself – the patriarch.
It’s like asking an unfortunately handicapped person to swallow a medicine by himself!

// Jannat

You’ve YOU, that’s enough!

Baby I’m too busy to ponder over you
I’m too busy for revenge
I’m too busy to overthink
I’m too busy to find reasons for your infidelity
Baby I’m wise enough to let go what’s already gone, to forget what was never mine
I’m nature enough to not let myself go into what’s not meant to be with me
I’ve me, I’ve universe!

// Jannat

What goes around, comes around

And then she surrendered
Did what she was scared of doing
Happened what she never wanted
All blames to be put on her
No blame games accepted
Because no one asked to do what she did
Perceptions differed
Thoughts contradicted
Vibes mismatched
Chaos created
No courage left to ask questions
No obligations to answer doubts
Distance came in
Though love existed
Self conflicts ruled over everything
The heart weeped out of unexplainable yet painfully upsetting flashbacks
No regrets over the decisions made
And then pointless to ask for what and why things went the way they’ve gone
Yet it teases, it hurts
Yet she’s bound to accept
Bound to surrender to unpleasant happenings
Yes to life’s another challenge
Yes to another test of patience
Yes to welcome the chaos she once created for others
Yes to karma, yes to karma!

// Jannat

Wonderhuman

How painfully people get themselves broken and how beautifully stands up!

// Jannat

Explanation and validation in love!

It’s never the matter of getting validations and explanations in love
The desire arises only when love doesn’t manifests itself
A want of explanation arises when your words fail to justify your actions

// Jannat

Fear in times of Corona

The consistently depressing loop of events
Starring helplessness, disappointment, inability, and anger
Emerging in a faded breath Following broken smiles
Indicating fear of ‘what’s next.’

// Jannat

It’s all about the mindset.

They say, what you seek is seeking you and therefore whatever we think, see, perceive and “want” to believe is what we get. However, it depends on the approach of brain too, covered in folds of supreme pessimism and optimism. Thus, the key to happiness lies within us. We can either break it or make it.

// Jannat

Boss babe

Be a queen of the peaceful universe that you’ve got inside you, Don’t let anyone invade it
Never let anyone claim a right to that crown
Yes, it’s yours and yours only
Own it, be a legit boss babe!

// Jannat