An Orange Cloud

  1-2-22 Cute, smart and pretty That’s how people describe me It just makes me sad how people Don’t compliment my personality   It’s depressing. Maybe there isn’t anything To compliment about me, Other than my beauty.   I honestly don’t think I’m beautiful I’m a shallow person with depression I am not emotionally stable And definitely not mentally   Hoped things would change By the coming days.     My first day at my new school Turned out to bring my worst Insecurities out to the front When I met you.   I met you And I could feel The jealousy in me brew And I hated you.   You were so cheerful and friendly You made me smile so quickly With your charming personality I liked you more than me   I forgot my worries When I was with you.   I never really hated you I hated you because I couldn’t be you I just couldn’t admit that I hated me So I blamed you for everything   I made excuses like never before That

  Heyyy!! Sooo, it’s been exactly 2 years since I started this blog. 2 WHOLE YEARS. Where did all the time go?   Sto-rini- 16 Trail Of Thoughts- 20 I remember being so uncertain about this yet so confident. Uncertain because I know I won’t get many views and confident because I can do whatever I want since I won’t get many views. Well that wasn’t the case after all. In the 2 years of posting I have gained about 3300+ views combined and more than 60 comments and almost 30 followers!! This means a lot to me. I love this.   Well, enough sentiments. I made up a list of things I learnt in the past 2 years. Let’s get unpacking!   1.          Consistency   Maintain a posting schedule and follow it. No matter what. Always post on that day. My posting schedule is to post thrice a month, every ten days. At first, 2 years ago, I wanted it to be once a week. But I took a step back and decided to be more lenient with myself. And I’m so thankful I did that. (I could’ve always changed it). Well, bein

  I think I’m a parasite I’d be good at everything you want me to be   If I try my level best I’d be able to accomplish   But what do I really want to be doing? What do I want to be, truly speaking?   If I try, I can do it But do I really wanna do it What if I don’t like it After I complete it? What if my life in this Would be favourless ? What if I try my best Just for it to be hated By me in the future? And the future’s so near.   If I try, I’ll be who you want me to be But what if it’s not what I want   What if I don’t need a stable bridge What if I’m truly adventurous What if I want to have fun?   Sitting behind a desk Typing jumbled letters With more jumbled ones What if this is what I want?   Behind the screen With slow music feels With an half eaten chocolate And friends few texts away With pens all around the table And half eaten snacks beside ‘em And opened textbooks Unwritten homework With unl