I am

January 18, 2021

I am not the I am before,

and still, I am not the I am ...

I am not the way I was before

Because, my world around changes

I am not breathing as I was before

Because, my lungs feels exhausted

I am not working same as before

Because, my job seems a job now

I am not stronger, sharper or not even lovelier as before

Because , I am filled with an ocean of stress

Stress ,stress and stress...

I am not the I am before

Because ,

the genderless unseen stress took me away.

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