A part of me is always scared for
The mistakes I never made.
A part of me is always worried
For the ones who never cared. 
A part of me is always broken 
For the ones who only blamed.
A part of me is always guilty 
For the ones who never spared.
A part of me is now craving 
For the one who never took me near.
A part of me is faking a smile
For one who could never see my tears.
A part of me is looking for someone 
Who’s no more.
A part of me is questioning still,
Why me..why me ?
 
 
 
By Ananya Pandey
RS Mundle College