The Worst Ever Poem by Zubaida Boland

The Worst Ever



I'm having these thoughts
Dwelling inside my mind
Whether I should go
Or stay where I am now
And I'm struggling to find an answer
TO release me from this sorrow
But this might take me forever
As I feel trapped in a cage
Unable to free my wings
and fly
Like the finely grown birds
AM surrounded by
And I ask the world
Why am I different?
Why am this weak?
Why am I so dependent?
on people who, at any moment
could leave
WHy can't I be?
A strong-headed person
Who makes up her own mind
ANd knows what she wants
And soar freely in the sky
Where no rain could drown me
Where no lighting could strike
Where no thunder could get me frightened
ANd bring me down to where I stand

I know, I should thank God for what I'm given
And it's my fault that I had a bad beginning
And thus I feel like I've made
the worst decision of my life.

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