Frustratetion Poem by Ibrar Ahmad Siddiqi

I am locked in my body.
I'm not going to come out.
No matter how much I kick and shout.
No-one's going to hear me scream.
I want to break out of this cocoon.
I want to be a butterfly instead.
But with the wings I'd beat,
there'd be nothing left of this place.
Frustration growing because of the actions of others instead.
I'm confined to my bed rotting inside my own head.


Frustration by Ibrar Siddiqi 8.12.2016