My distress: Why am I the one?
I gave and keep on giving,
This is what I’ve always loved
Yet I never received love and warmth
Me thinks, I expected too much
Is it really the expectation?
I keep on asking, why am I the one?
Mistake it was, I only broke the glass
It never got to my conscience why they had to break my heart
And I was shattered,
Me thinks, I’s broken too much like those glass pieces
I couldn’t be glued again
I keep on asking, why am I the one?
I lightened their life with those like daylight
On contrary I had to receive emptiness and horror of dark night
And I got alone
Me thinks, I’m painted with darkness
I couldn’t be loved again
I bear too much pain
And I keep on asking, why am I the one?
And I keep on asking, why am I the one?
Me thinks, this is probably the way how things work
And I keep on asking, why am I the one?
Zerone is an undergrad publication at I.O.E, Pulchowk focusing on People (their creative side, their thoughts, their lives) and Technology (the new, the old, everything).
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