this might be pain, this might be failure, this might be incompatibility, this might be incapability. may be i’m bad, may be i’m useless. EMOTIONAL ADROIT!! may be that was self-proclaimed. may be i’m neither emotional nor adroit. my mom feels i’ll be happy if she dies……… may be she has every right to think so. tears!! may be these tears rolling over my cheeks are merely because of a trivial eye disease. may be all this pain i feel is merely a pseudo sensation, a phantom limb, afterall. probably i’m senseless, senseless to love, useless to live. may be this is a suicide note. or may be i’m not brave enough to die. i’m useless enough to avoid everything! let alone death!!
