THE CONFESSION

In my original self.....

I am not the one you know me as.....

I am not able to be protective.....

I am not dependable...

I can’t even be called stable......

In my original self.....

I am just the real naked me......

I need protection....

I need support.....

I fumble on different notions.....

In my original self.....

I am not so strong.....

I am not indifferent to things.......

I am not unemotional......

I am not understanding......

In my original self.....

I am very weak & vulnerable......

I get affected by little things......

I get too sentimental......

And I need to get understood....

In my original self.....

I am not an extrovert....

I do not express all.....

I do not explain.....

I do not reach out....

In my original self.....

I am an adamant introvert....

I hate to express what I feel......

I hate to explain myself.....

And I need someone to touch my heart......

In my original self.....

I am not known by myself......

I am not a simple being.......

I am not always optimistic.........

I can’t always find a way.......

In my original self.....

I am always in altercation with my ‘self’

I always keep rethinking my decisions....

I get very pessimistic at times.........

I get lost in this world.......

In my original self.....

I probably quit too early...

I get frustrated....

I have less patience.....

I am not untouched by human limits....

In my original self.....

I am not always in control....

I have done many mistakes.....

I am no one to be cared about ....

I am no one to be loved............

In my original self.....

I still want to get happy....

I wish to understand....

I want to be cared for....

I need some love....

In my original self.....

I at times hate my self...

At times I pity on my life...

I harbour jealousy at times...

I am incapable to keep my promises...

In my original self.....

I hold my dreams dear....

I have loads of love to offer.....

I give importance to non-physical things...

I want a great life....

In my original self.....

I am not predictable....

I am unexplorable......

I don’t end where you think i do......

I am worth a ‘great’ death...

In my original self.....

I have some self-respect......

I have some great depth.....

I own some meaning....

I am a devout mystic.....

In my original self.....

I know what my needs are...

I know they aren’t possible...

I know I was not cared for by some people I wished they did...

I know I was never really loved by them.....

In my original self.....

I understand my worth.....

I know my value.....

I don’t over-scale – just a few woods.....

I long for the end....

In my original self.....

I am a little kid....

Spoiled by the world....

I know I didn’t meet expectations...

I didn’t do my job....

In my original self.....

I am a coward.....

I am selfish.....

I hate parting...

I am fed up of this life.....

In my original self.....

I am sorry for this birth...

And I won’t repeat it again....
But I make a promise to myself...
To make this one a story - worth being told...