22 January, 2021

The wind is rustling
The leaves are falling,
With her mind bustling
Thoughts are crawling.
What have I done wrong?
She thinks to herself,
I have been suffering for too long.
She ponders while looking at the knife on the shelf
The world does not like her
Family does not accept,
Friends criticise her
Her entire life she has wept.
She leans closer to the knife
Ready to end it all,
This is not how she wanted to live her life
But she has made the call.
About to finish the journey
She Can’t hold back in,
It hurts to be me
She gives in.
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The world does not decide who you are
Friends do not determine how capable you are
So don’t care about that scar
Or if that dress is too bizarre
Just be yourself
Love yourself
Express yourself
But don’t hurt yourself.
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Author- Ira Pathak
About the Author

My name is Ira Pathak. I am in 9th grade and I am a student of Carmel Convent school, Chandigarh, India. I am a national fencer and I like to read, write, listen to music and dance.
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