Tamrina Thinks

There are always two sides of a story Two roads to a goal  Two people in a situation Two parts that make a whole  We often find it hard to choose  Which side is true and which wrong We usually pick the one that's easy The one that comes off as strong Ignoring the other is not typically sensible We might even know it isn't right But there are moments of weakness  That leave no room for the light It could also happen that no one meant any harm It was the circumstances that messed up Yet it leaves to self introspection Whether to fight or to give up We know fighting would be painful Giving up is easy enough But then what's point of the love If it couldn't survive when things got tough The struggle is probably internal No one around you would understand But the only way to move forward  Is to figure out where you stand  -Tamrina

There are moments sometimes When I feel too much  Maybe my way of expressing  Is harmful as such I try to be honest But end up hurting people  Things that seem logical to me End up being not so simple  I feel guilty Because these are the ones I love  And yet I repeat the same mistakes It's like I'm unable to learn from above I realise they have reasons I recognise how things are Yet, when I get hurt  I feel like I go too far I wish I could be better I am sure I can It's just that trusting is hard for me I panic when things go off plan  -Tamrina

Friendships and relationships They are a tricky thing to do You think you may rely on them But the emotional support is easy to undo There's joy but there's also pain The hurt is inevitable You may try to be the sensible one But expectations make everything uncomfortable It's not that they don't care It's just that life is complicated You can't be a priority always But you are still allowed to be frustrated Where you go from herea Is what matters in the end To understand or to push away Would decide who is a friend - Tamrina

There are moments When nothing makes sense The pain, the emotions  All become way to intense I look around And I only see trouble I think to myself Was I living in a bubble?  I question myself I wonder if I'm really strong If all the bravado I project Is nothing but plain wrong And to be honest I think it's okay to feel this way To feel overwhelmed To not know what to say What I do try to remember Is that there is still a choice Even if I fall now There would still be hope in my inner voice  -Tamrina

I used to often wonder If my hopes are logical If my dreams are too magical If my desires are even practical I used to often wonder If my life would be as fun If walking could compete with the run If I could shine, even though I can't stand the sun 😉 I used to often wonder If the ones I love, loved me back  If my friends would have my back If relationships had some painless hack I don't wonder as much anymore Rather, I'm learning to realise the love around me I'm trying to acknowledge all that I failed to see And I'm promising myself, I can whatever I wish to be  -Tamrina