Imagine it

Ignorant

Imagine a child without a friend in the world,
Who her peers had shunned for difference,
And the guys made fun of for naivety,
Imagine that and wonder how her life had been.

Imagine a daughter her parents had loved,
But always fretted about because she was weird,
Why wasn’t she like her siblings?
They were normal and smart and had friends.

Imagine her loneliness from a town she was unwelcome,
Moving into a city looking for a place to belong,
Imagine years of gaining a friend and losing them,
Facing her journey mostly alone.

Imagine then her joy, meeting a group of friends,
They welcomed her and accepted her,
She finally belonged, she’s finally accepted,
She was happy and proud, to finally gain some friends.

Imagine then, when one of those friends,
Turned his eyes to her and fancied her,
To finally feel wanted and pleasing,
To feel like not a reject and unpleasing.

Confused

Imagine too when she rejected the guy,
For her family and for herself,
Then her friends turning on her,
Because it was speculated that she was a tease.

Imagine then the pressure she faced,
To simply go along and accept what she’s handed,
And to accept even the things she’s reluctant to,
Simply because it was normal and it was what was done.

Alone

Imagine then her world growing up,
Isolated with no one to really complain to,
Even when things started going wrong,
She wasn’t even aware they were that bad.

Imagine then when her parents found out,
The things she gave up for “love”,
That she was lying to herself about love,
Just to keep what she finally had.

Disappointment

And when things were really really bad,
And she realized it and stopped at her tracks,
And her parents were reprimanding her,
For being stupid and doing what’s “normal”.

Imagine how it hurt her, for her parents to shun her,
To ask her what they lacked for her,
To come home and find that her plea was denied,
Because she was stupid and unchaste.

Imagine then her frustrations, to be told what they thought,
That a woman’s chastity, is just a trophy for men,
That all the more now, she was told she will be unwanted,
Because she is now tainted, dirty and used.

And in this situation, she was told her mother’s dream,
To have her married happily, with a husband who can earn,
To have children while supported and welcomed by the world,
Imagine then seeing her life fall apart from those words.

On keeping friends

When I graduated from being bullied,
I was surrounded by new people,
I tried my best to be better,
To no longer cry and show anger.

I did my best to fit in,
To be jolly and friendly,
I had lots of acquaintances,
I knew a lot of people,

Before I realized it,
I have turned stoic and apathetic,
I trusted no one,
I held no deep attachment.

I wanted friends to hangout with,
But I had no one and I was lonely,
No one will call me out of the blue,
No one to hang out with during breaks.

I don’t know how I got new friends,
I wasn’t aware until it began,
They call me out and we hang around,
We go out and we broke a few rules.

I was still unattached,
But I knew I could stay,
I could call them my friends,
Even when I’m not priority.

I guess with how things went,
What I learned the most was,
I should not kill my emotions,
Just so I can blend in.

They might think me as a friend,
But they will plant no roots on me,
When they know I’ll just leave,
As easily as I arrived.

Never forget

Would you happen to remember,
How things happened and why?
Have you ever wished to forget,
And be yourself without that piece?

When you forget too much memories,
Your past is full of blanks,
When you think about the future,
You can’t really guess who you’ll be.

When they ask you how things happened,
You say your piece but you get persuaded,
When things happened and they twist it,
And you can’t say what you’re sure of.

Have you ever felt like a puzzle,
With pieces falling out and missing,
When you lack memories of people,
The ones you love and why.

Do you know how it feels like to forget?
When you are unsure of everything,
When the jigsaw has black pieces,
And you can’t remember who you are.

Shallow bonds

We are the people you are with,
The friend while you eat,
The acquaintances who are always there,
To hangout and to roam about.

We are your closest friends,
For a year or two, or less,
We have been been there when you’re down,
And we have celebrated with you.

We have been close,
We have been forgotten,
We have been remembered when needed,
We are just one of many,

You’ll forget me,
You will move on,
I will forget you,
We will find new friends.

The ones we forget,
The ones we won’t need,
The ones who will not look for us,
Because we form shallow roots.