Write a poem from the point of view of yourself

What is this life about, why I feel so wounded, so exhausted?

Shadow of my old depression and the attempted suicide?

Pain of an arranged marriage gone astray?

Desire of kissing somebody for love?

Fighting for justice, for the rights of people around

Listening to stories of people a in an uber car,

Sleeping in the coldest room, in a huge house?

Waiting for my kids to graduate from college,

Desire to start anew, searching for a new love?

Feeling a new depression looming in the horizon