While judgement held my arms back,
With a rope of jealous eyes,
Gossip clothed my mouth shut,
With a ragged piece of my own shy.

As my voice was muffled into silence,
The society laughed from behind,
And with a blindfold of oppression,
It covered my eyes.

Expectations entered the room, shocked at the site,
I heard it's footsteps and thought a help had arrived,
But as my shoulders became heavier with bags of responsibility,
I went down on my knees, almost paralyzed.

Yet I could feel depression silently observing from far right,
It had been growing with me, one step at a time,
And as it covered the whole place, anxiety and stress appeared out of nowhere,
Then echoed fake concern's “How are you doing?” And I replied, “I am fine.”

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