Why am I so depressed?
Being alone while others enjoy,
Limiting myself within the walls
With no one to turn up for me.

I seems to be funny infront
of my friends,as I pretend to be
everyday waking up,looking
the mirror, masking myself
as a face pack for my reality.

Always end up in blaming.
Having talent but controlled
by my worst fears , not
letting it to be flourished fully.

Why am I so scared?
I am just the same figure
as everyone around me.
My beats pulling me back
from exploring the world.

Unnoticed within the crowd
shattered outlook of my creativity.
Failing to express what I want ?
keeping myself recessive to others
worried to raise my voice.

Oh I wish to fly against my limits
oh I wonder if I could change
revive myself for a new dawn .
To make a mark , of my own
an inspiration of someone's dream.








© Jerry