Self-Pity

25 Sept, 2022

I stare at the mirror and observe myself

Wondering what has put me on the shelf

Dark circles loom around my eyes now

Why did they get so stoic and how

I can't happen to see my smile anywhere

I doubt if it's still even here

It's been ages since I felt my tears

I guess they too succumbed to my fears

I have lost all my motivation

Still I feign to try because it's an obligation

Among all my peers, I am the slowest

All I have managed to do is drag me to my lowest

I remember having many hopes and dreams

Alas, they all have turned into derelict screams

Everyday my respect for myself decreases

As pity for me in others increases

I keep saying that this too will pass

But I know my words carry no mass