I took hold of all those convictions
Which once I was accused of,
Now I'm blamed with a lot of inflictions
And all my happiness have been shoved

I am left in the middle,
With all those everlasting fears
And all those addled thoughts
Carrying me into bursting tears

I am left unheard
For all my terrific complains
And for all those things that recurred
I've kept myself acquaint

I am left unseen
For all my little scars
For as long as I've been
I've kept continuing by spars

Keeping it simple, I've binded myself
Without knowing, how it'll end.
Just a hope has lightened my heart
Giving me the power to contend

© Sakina