woke up again to my mailbox overflowing with bills that aren't even mine and somehow saw my friend post another vacation pic while i can barely afford ramen, this was supposed to be a year of turning things around—like that promise to treat myself but instead i just sit here in my tiny apartment where i hear my neighbor’s parties every night and just wonder what the hell happened to my life.
opened my bank app today to find the balance wrong wrong wrong, and the moment i saw the debt, it felt like i was underwater, gasping for air, can’t even buy a coffee without stressing about where the money will come from, just want to scream but all i can do is stare at numbers that aren’t mine.
घर वाले समझते नहीं, और मैं हर बार सोचती हूँ कि शायद उन्हें कोई समझाएगा. आज भी जब वो पी के आया, बस चुपचाप बर्दाश्त किया, जैसे ये सब एक दाग बन गया हो मेरी ज़िन्दगी में.
घर वाले समझते नहीं, और मैं हर बार सोचती हूँ कि शायद उन्हें कोई समझाएगा. आज भी जब वो पी के आया, बस चुपचाप बर्दाश्त किया, जैसे ये सब एक दाग बन गया हो मेरी ज़िन्दगी में.
yaar, matlab samjho na, sitting in my tiny apartment, 8 hours at a job that pays so little, and honestly just watching everyone else move ahead while i feel stuck, ऐसे लगता है जैसे किसी और की जिंदगी देख रहा हूँ, घर वाले समझते नहीं, बस चुप रहना है, carry the burden alone.