Once I heard a voice from inside, you are pretending to be happy it seems.
Carrying broken pieces and stumbling with a smile. However, I tried to put myself together and ignored the voice for some while.
With so many thoughts fumbled in my head I started living in the crowd within and distant from people out. Now, I can’t even recognize what gives me pain and puts a smile.
In the world of imagination, I made changes that I wished for so many friends over there and here giving just a small talk.
I wonder why am not frightened with appearances of ghostly spirits rather I love talking to them. I smile so wide these days, I think if it’s real.
In the days of playing and dancing I am busy overthinking .creating images that I like inside my brain.
Humans afraid of dark nights but never notice the blooming moon. Maybe I rather think if I am an alien.
Too many emotions but I prefer being alone. I don’t know if I am ruining or healing from cuts and bruises from the past and of the present.
Drop by drop tears turning into the salty ocean. What a burst out!
With random happiness outside and so many things inside I kept deceiving ’her’. I kept deceiving ‘her’.
I will be always guilt to break the real me for putting her heart in pain and vain. Hope she blooms with harmony in life like a lily.
