I'll certainly try to improve and try to add more metaphors in my poems, but anyways, thanks for the feedback!

I think a lot of people can relate to this poem - I certainly can. It could be a bit less literal, more comical or more tragic. Keep writing.

I'm filled with joy after reading this comment, this was one of my first poems and yes, I understand what you're trying to say. It really is a happy feeling when you relate to a piece of poetry

i’m mesmerized by this poem, i think it’s such a gift to be able to be relatable and i’ve felt like this for a very very long time but have never been able to put it in words. you described the feeling and thoughts perfectly.


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Is it sad that I do not know what I want,
What I desire or what I love.

They say, bottling emotions makes one forget their self,
Forget their needs and forget their priorities.

Is it sad that I do not know where I am,
Who I am or what I am?

They asked, what had i done, and i looked at the person in the mirror, 
realising that i had grown a stranger to myself and my reality.

Is it sad that i talk to the moon, whisper to the wind or mutter to the dust?

They instructed, i had lost my sense of being,
and i shook my head as they spoke,
accepting the words as answers i couldnt find.

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[Poem] Is it Sad?