They don't know

by Tanisha Sethia

How could I choose what I chose

How could I prioritise what was not true to me

How could I be a murderer

How could I be a selfish soul

Even when it killed me deep in

How could I not work

How could I do what I wanted do

When I knew what I had to

How could I fall into bad company

And become the definition of bad company

How could I spoil people

And now I have no remedy

How could I hurt another heart

Or maybe I should say hearts

How could I let my mask

Make me forget what it was.

Harshitha S. studies in Class 11 at Jyoti Niwas PU College in Bengaluru.

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