A very profound rhyme-royal.
The clouds are heavy,
Can’t hold for long,
Tired of providing the shade all along,
Tired of doing everything for a reason,
Tired of wearing faces for every season,
Tired of pretending to enjoy the fun,
Tired of being always on the run,
Tired of overlooking other’s sin,
Tired of being a cause for their win,
Tired of worrying of what she might say,
Tired of being a pavement of her way,
Tired of acting foolish, being a buffoon,
Tired of being someone else’s cushion,
Tired of being a mother to someone,
Tired of caring for the happiness of everyone,
Tired of leading the multidimensional life,
Tired of being the person I am not,
The clouds are heavy,
Cant hold for long,
Saturated, exhausted, it’s time to fall,
And clear the sky,
So that the sun may shine,
Help discover myself–and claim my prize!!!
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