A POETRY
A TEENAGER
But nowhere to go
My dreams have gone blank
No idea, what to do and what don't.
Lost in my imagination
With full of anxiety and strain
Bidding farewell to life
Unable to bear this pain.
Asking myself about my dream sketch
I am tired of feeling worthless
What left is just the broken dreams
Filled with emptiness..
-- SHEETAL DHITAL
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