Imagining Every Worst Case Scenario
Doing My Best To Hold It Together
Buckling Brain Reducing My Sanity
Glancing Everywhere For Help
Experiencing Kaleidoscopic Nightmares
Pondering Why I Am Designed Like This?
Marveling When All This Gibberish Will End?
Unknowingly Hosting My Mind For Parasites
Overthinking Everything To Death
The Only Thing Stopping Me From Uncloaking My Potential
To It’s Fullest Frequency
Tracing Several Scars Of My Scrutiny
Overanalyzing & Then Panelise With Utmost Attention To Minutest Detail
Oppressed Myself With So Much Dissection
It’s Become A Part Of Me, An Inseparable Leech.
I don’t follow people or narratives, rather think out myself. I hate introducing myself or writing bios. Because that’s just a drop of my oceanic being that you will understand, appreciate & criticize once you dive in. In the era of followers I aspire to be an individual.