Sunday, October 16, 2011

So just let me be.

Having so many plans, 
but feeling like the people are becoming huge obstacles,
being in my way.
It's disheartening for someone to say,
"you'll never reach your goal"
but in a oh-so subtle way.
Yeah, I struggle with life,
yet they don't see.
Maybe that's a good thing
don't show your weakness and they'll admire you for long.
It's the only way I'll survive in this world I call home.
I find it hard trying to keep sane;
I see them smiling a smile that doesn't reach their eyes.
Hate the idea of ever giving up,
knowing how it'll make them happy.
I want to be the one who has the last laugh,
and change their mocking grin in to a frown.
Question is, how long can I carry on?
When I sometimes wanna admit defeat.
It's their not-so-loud voice that gets me, 
like I can't hear their speech.
All because I got up and did the impossible,
while they talk from their seats.
Is it a case of jealousy or out of human stupidity?
Having formed the words, 
ready to give them a piece of my mind.
But i stop ...
I've been brought up never to hate,
but to forgive instead.
So I pray silently, its the only weapon that I have. 
Now answer me this;
"You seem to talk the talk but can you walk the walk?" 
No? Well ... allow me.

Hibaaq Ahmed
Copyright 2011

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