A Beast - Poem by Rohit Sapra
I am the soul who is always proved to be bad
Bad in every way, for everyone
I am just nobody for everyone
It is better that I just remain silent because when I speak I am misunderstood
Life, just never happens to be perfect
Life, is just a big mess
I am alone, everyone thinks of me as a beast?
A beast, which just scares everyone away
I guess that this is how everyone perceives me to be
I am just a big trouble for everyone
Forever, it will be so, I am the soul who has been proved to be bad.
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