Don’t question me. 

My answer will persist to be 

that I don’t know really

because that is how I feel.



you can try to listen quietly

and tell me if you can

comprehend what I don’t understand. 


Don’t judge me, please. 

My soul is not in the state

to carry a burden so heavy

of expectations, judgements and debates. 


If you can, then share 

if you, too, have been here, 

in this place of bosomed anxiety

and enlighten the reality

that is maybe 

stored in my unconscious. 

If you can, make me conscious

or away from the sense of burden

of uninvited, unwelcomed responsibility. 



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