Ill-Fated Fortuna
I have been taught to hate myself,
Which I positively do.
From the day I was born,
World around has been ashamed,
Of me.
I don't know,
Whether I am shameless,
Or should die of shame.
I was told I have been unworthy,
of love.
Now they want love,
Because they think
They need it now
Remind me of vows
They say I took,
The day I was born.
I don't know
Whether
I can't love or can't be loved
I was told,
I have been the reason,
Of everyone's misfortune.
I am alive up till
I don't know,
Whether I am unfortunate,
Or they,
Or it's my fortune,
Or theirs?
Nandini Singh
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