Silence

SILENCE

Sometimes I feel

Inadequate to face life

I feel everyone

Is smarter, happier, better

Than me, and I wonder if it is true.

I try

To console myself

With the thought

That each one of us bears

A different soul inside of ourselves

And so none of us can ever be the same.

None will see the world as I do—

A happy place that can mend its many flaws and survive, earn respect, even.

None will be like me—

Calm, mellow, silent, yet infectiously happy

Or at least that is how I perceive myself to be.

I sit here

Imperfect as I am

Braving the world, ever-changing, full of its cruelties

And I realize

That to survive in this noisy, chaotic, unplanned universe

You must first find within yourself

Your silence.

-Vruta Gupte.

(I wrote this a few days ago.  It's sad, but it describes almost perfectly how I felt at the time.)



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