"A Tired Soul"

A Tired Soul

Dear Voice in my head,

I think it's time that
we strike a deal now.
Stop confusing me with
your mood swings and contemplations.

One moment you'll say that
I should get back being friends
with him and the other moment
you told me delete his number
from my phone.

Why are you so indecisive?

You don't whisper in my ear
on a quiet, Sunday night
when I am sitting on my desk
with my diary.
You whisper, shout, scream
behind my ear on a sunny
Monday morning when
I am sitting with a group of friends
in the college garden trying
to be happy with life.

You've taken away all my
little reasons to smile,
to be happy and handed me
my past that I have been
trying to forget in a platter in front of me.

You make me stand in front
of the mirror and tell me to practice
smiling before going outside and
then make me feel sad all of a sudden.

You are a paradox.
Tell me for once.
If I should end things with
the truth or stay quiet.
If I should still stay in hope
or let it all go.
Please.
Let me know.
As soon as possible.

I am tired.

Yours but still never yours,
A tired soul.

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