If there was a reset button In this life, Where we get to Restart each time we feel We have failed, Or gotten hurt And wanted to forget, Would we use it? Would we really want to Forget what made us Human? Forget what made Us who we are, Despite the tremendous Pain we may feel? But what if we pressed reset, And yet, Continued to make The same mistakes Over and over again, Because once we reset, There is no memory Of what h...

So many losses, Young and old. Tears and regrets Of words unsaid. ‘They died too young’ Or, ‘They lived a good life’ So many things to say, Legacies left behind. Memories, laughter. The one who passed, Definitely is remembered. So, why then, Do I think of myself? How will I be remembered? What will others say of me? Have I left a legacy? Something that will make Me memorable? How many will miss? Are there unsaid words? Re...

I am angry 'Cause I was sure. I knew what I wanted Despite my fear of attachments. I am angry 'Cause I got hurt. You up and left, Threw me away for another. I am angry 'Cause I'm confused. You said things, like you love me, Yet you never bothered to get to know me. I am angry 'Cause I feel led on. You made me feel special, But also made me feel like no one. I am angry 'Cause I believe my feelings were real. I'm sure it wa...