I Am Awkward

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It feels awkward to give my all,

And still be the one who takes the fall.

To show up with a heart so wide,

But feel like I’m left outside...

broken heart


It’s awkward being the one who feels,

In a world that hides and never heals.

To speak my truth, soft and deep,

And get a silence that cuts me cheap...


I hear your pain, I try, I stay,

But you brush me off like I’m in the way.

You say, “You won’t get it, you never do,”

But I was only showing up for you...


I pour my love into every part,

But no one sees what’s in my heart.

It’s awkward when they walk right through,

As if my feelings never grew...


It’s awkward pushing past the pain,

Pretending sunshine in the rain.

While slowly I forget my name,

And play a role in someone’s game...


It’s awkward when your mood is low,

But you just expect me to know.

And if I miss the silent cue,

You say it’s me who never knew...


Being sensitive isn’t weak,

It’s just that I feel when others speak.

But when they choose not to explain,

It leaves me with this quiet pain...


By

Monira Rahman Bhuiya

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