Poem :: I Wish I Knew I Wasn't Special

At Chowmahalla Palace, Hyderabad

I wish I knew how simple I was;

Nothing special or extraordinary;

Neither glory awaits me;

Nor achievements, a desire.

I could've been, an
Average joe, insignificant;
Or, perhaps a basic bitch,
Whose identity a jest.

But, they told me I'm special,

And believed them I did;

I'm one-of-a-kind,

With talents and flaws so divine.

They told me to celebrate,

An imaginary uniqueness;

So, I hid behind the facade,

Of a missing prowess.

And, they told me I'll falter
Regardless my efforts and time;
What classifies as success?
T'was not mine to define.

I took my gut advice;

Oh! What wisdom it knew?

But, I was awesome,

The delusion did brew.

Stronger turned the fantasy;

The weaker I became;

Sure to lose myself;

In this life, a tough game.

Now I sit here;

With my losses and flaws;

I wish someone would have told me;

Just how simple I was.

-Asra

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