marcid mind
"Why do many share the same dreams?
Why can't I decide what's on my mind?
I'm torn between desires, unsure what to choose,
My thoughts a jumble, hard to define.
Many minds strive to be creative and bright,
But mine feels dull, lacking intellectual light.
When will I earn a reputation for being concise?
I long to convey my thoughts without a need for words.
If only you could read minds, you'd know my plight,
The turmoil within, the struggle to take flight.
An eccedentesiast, I yearn to break free,
To unleash my true potential, wild and carefree
© Ananya mishra
Why can't I decide what's on my mind?
I'm torn between desires, unsure what to choose,
My thoughts a jumble, hard to define.
Many minds strive to be creative and bright,
But mine feels dull, lacking intellectual light.
When will I earn a reputation for being concise?
I long to convey my thoughts without a need for words.
If only you could read minds, you'd know my plight,
The turmoil within, the struggle to take flight.
An eccedentesiast, I yearn to break free,
To unleash my true potential, wild and carefree
© Ananya mishra