I never asked for this…
I didn’t know what to do,
You judged me for my choices,
Without knowing what I had to go through…
I shouldered all the burden,
Broken, shattered and then I grew,
I took all the hatred, so they don’t have to…….
I was never good enough.
Told to give up,
On what I believed was true,
I understood their sorrows,
I knew their past,
And wished well for their tomorrow,
I was broken, with the choices I made,
The real sad part was, that no one cared.

Areeba Ibrar