Stuck in the past Desperately trying to Turn back time Turn back to The person I used to be When I had hope When I had faith I had so much hope That things would get better That I would finally be free The present Is not the future I wanted to create for myself The person in the mirror Is not who I ever wanted to be I’ve become my own Worst enemy And time Is my sidekick
About The Poem:
“Stuck In The Past” ended up being more depressing than I initially thought it would be. But it’s okay. Sometimes I edit old posts and think of who I used to be. I was so much more ambitious and much less cautious. I used to wear rose-colored glasses and think that I would achieve all my goals. Growing up forcing us to be more realistic and abandon some goals that were near and dear to us.
However, I really can’t complain (even though I always do). I did abandon some parts of me and some of my goals but I also achieved many of them. Not everyone is lucky enough to be able to create multiple successful businesses and work full-time from home in their pjs. And everyday I work towards other goals too. So overall, I am happy with what I have achieved. It’s just I miss the old Pooja sometimes, I miss not knowing all the horrible things about the world I know now. I miss having faith in humanity. But that Pooja is gone and I need to accept that.
For anyone that is about to say, you can go back to that person. I don’t think I can. As a historian I know too much about the past and present to have faith in most humans and humanity as a whole. And I’m okay with that. In some ways I’m better off now. I would rather accept reality and be a pessimist. I’ve made peace with that.
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