Poems

S T O P


Do you know how it feels to be unwanted?

Or do you even know the feeling of being invisible?

The moment when you realize that no single word of yours is heard nor count

That moment makes you want to stop. It makes you want to giving up or at least stepping back.

But then you remember a thing, and it slaps you on your face.

It is you who have chosen this path, it is you who have given up everything to be here..

Do you really want to stop fighting?

Have you forgotten what you have sacrificed?

-Tha-

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