"Regret to Self "

I try to do better for people,
But they don't seem to care.
They take me for granted,
And leave me in despair.

I feel gloomy and  desolated,
Every time I wake up.
I wonder what's the point of living
When I have no one to love.

I wish I could find some meaning,
In this lonely existence.
I wish I could find some happiness,
In this hopeless resistance.

But I don't give up on myself
I still have a spark of hope
I still have a dream to pursue
I still have a way to cope.

I write my feelings in a poem.
I express my thoughts in words,
I find some solace in my art
I find some beauty in my world.
                        
                 
Saathi_shahid

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