Empty voices are all I hear,
Empty souls are all I see.
Nothing is wrong,
But nothing is right either.
I tried to move on,
I tried to set myself free.
But I succeeded with neither.
I am fine, just not happy.
Because happiness has grown into a mighty stranger.
There are people I should ignore,
But talk to them anyway.
It's supposed to be my life,
It's supposed to be my choice.
But look, here I have no say.
Then, there are people I should talk to everyday,
But I ignore them anyway.
Not everyone gets what they want,
But, darling, karma has it's own way.
I won't say I am hurt,
Because, honestly, I am not.
I saw it coming, I could feel it,
But this is not what I had thought.
-Abhilasha Dey