I see you look comfortable
Even when you are trapped and life sucked out of you
Encircled by those devoid of compassion and kindness
Makes you question your worth, time to time
Feeling dejected and lifeless
Unkind, to others and to yourself, you are
Unaware that this a slow death for your soul
I see, you no more smile
Little flowers and the bright sunshine made you happy, a while ago
Engulfed by radiance and a charm that attracted many
You yearn for the one who never fails to rob you of your freedom
The freedom of happiness, the freedom of being the real you
You have ignored your essence of being
Let it not happen to you.
This is a slow death for your soul
I know, you were once courageous
To put up with a fight
Even when you were the only one against the entire world
To stand up for things
That made a difference to your life
To not act out of convenience, but boldly
Pursuing those that builds up dreams
A prisoner of your mind
It’s time for you to escape
Breaking the shackles of comfort
With a standalone spirit
Here is the true quintessence of your life
To live a life that is no more passive
To not please anyone
Truly, not at the cost of your happiness anymore
Let it not happen to you
The slow death of your beautiful soul
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