there was apoem i read in school....dun rememeber da title..nor da exact lines but it was about sum1 who had bcum too much frustrated wearin a facade...he wanted to be him....but da world forced him to be someone else........false pretence...false praises....all had made him hate da world....n all he desired for was his innocent childhood where he was so much away from da wordly ways..........n his soul was pure...uncorrupted...he could wave n smile if he liked n it wasnt necessary to greet every1 to be "NICE".....but then there are hundreds of ppl he cudn hurt....so a fake smile till his cheeks hurt....else he was cald proud.........a world wear he wore a mask each n every day...........
i dun know y i m thinking of this poem .....tryin to memorise its line.....its been long...i dun even rememeber which standard i read it in...
sometimes i feel so too....sometimes i desire earnestly for ppl in front of whom i can be me......just me...da real me.....without fear...
u meet so mant ppl in life....some do let u be u but its nt that simple....it starts wid phrases like "u r so amazing"......perfect..."i like da way u..." to end up with the same ppl trying to change u in everyway they can........till u simply stop being u......till u wanna yell at them to stop it......
da poet said that the world demands u to be different than what your innerself wants u to be if u wanna survive.......it takes u away from "U"....n u end up being fake.......
if only i cud remember da poem...
i dun know y i m thinking of this poem .....tryin to memorise its line.....its been long...i dun even rememeber which standard i read it in...
sometimes i feel so too....sometimes i desire earnestly for ppl in front of whom i can be me......just me...da real me.....without fear...
u meet so mant ppl in life....some do let u be u but its nt that simple....it starts wid phrases like "u r so amazing"......perfect..."i like da way u..." to end up with the same ppl trying to change u in everyway they can........till u simply stop being u......till u wanna yell at them to stop it......
da poet said that the world demands u to be different than what your innerself wants u to be if u wanna survive.......it takes u away from "U"....n u end up being fake.......
if only i cud remember da poem...