Do you remember the moment you learned to hide your pain?
There is a universal tragedy in growing up: the sudden realization that the world judges our loudest, most authentic parts. We learn to mask our vulnerability with a smile, swallowing our tears while blending into the crowd. But beneath every perfectly crafted persona is simply a child trying to navigate a chaotic world.
In Just A Child, Dhrati Tewari pens one of her most moving emotional poems in English. Much like the silent, invisible suffering explored in Oh If Only Someone Could See, this piece reflects on the masks we wear to survive societal scrutiny. It shares profound psychological parallels with the theme of human isolation we dissect in our comprehensive guide to The Rattrap.
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Just a child
Emotional Poems In English
The chaotic inner world of a child masking their emotions.
Saw a girl in the library today,
Head high and voice was loud,
Seemed like there's a lot she had to say,
Surrounded by her crowd.
Got scolded by the teacher then,
Said her voice had some shriek,
Saw the chipped off nail paint when,
Said she's such a freak.
Teacher went and people laughed,
She laughed with them too,
With bitter looks and they all chaffed,
Smiling inside, she was blue.
Pretended it didn't occur,
Went back to the perfect world she was in,
In silence she did suffer,
" A little loud is no sin! "
The crowd that she carries,
Or the fame in which she drowns,
Starts bringing me all the memories,
Putting on my face a mere frown.
Seems to me a little saddening,
How that little girl reminds me of myself,
So busy in the chaotic imagining,
How can someone be so unfaithful to themselves ?
Looking back at the vulnerable child we all once were.
Not crying when she feels sad,
Not showing any emotion,
Vulnerability covering her like mad,
Still hopeful she'll find a solution.
Has she always been this way? Has she always been hiding?
For sonic moments if you would stay,
you'll see the pain she's abiding.
Smear of glow in her eyes,
Hides the void of her heart,
Love for the nature and the skies,
Been this way from the start.
Entwining with the masses,
Sarcastic comments on their way,
Curls in her hair that carasses,
She gets through it everyday.
She does remind me of someone,
But it's not me, I wouldn't say,
Looking up at the flowers and sun,
And of everyone getting through life in their own way.
Cause yes, i was flaky,
And yes, i was wild,
Anxious heart and shaky hands,
But i was just a child.
- Dhrati Tewari
Embracing the Inner Child
The journey of adulthood often forces us to bury the sensitive, shaky-handed child we once were. Just A Child acts as a mirror, urging us to forgive ourselves for our anxious hearts. This introspective journey pairs beautifully with the themes of romantic grief and letting go found in The House At The Corner Of The Street.
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