hazelnutfantasy
Filter - A poem by hazel The dark thunders rumbled, The heavy sound echoes in my ears. They weren't as loud as, the scream I have been holding for years. No, definitely I wasn't knowing that, I was just being a child. Why didn't you told me before, This is considered wild. It sucks to be chained like this, Especially since the day I was born. Do I look like monster? With two or one horn. Even when I don't look, They said I acted like one. I didn't wanted you to dim my light, But you won. Why can't I be happy? Why can't I smile? When was I myself last time, It's been a while. Why can't I be myself? I don't want yours shades and glitter. Till when I have to put up with this. Till when I have to wear your chosen filter.