Things Hidden Inside
Silence in mind
While Raging storms in my heart
I have so many problems with life
Yet no idea from where to start
People ask me " Are you alright? "
Answer to which , i can't decide...
I reply them with a smile on my face ,
While hiding the emptiness inside.
I don't know what to say
Or what to even tell
I'm going through stuff
That my brain can't even spell.
The "unwanted" , extra Friend
Is the definition of me.
The pain of knowing the fact
Just won't let me be.
In this world full of people,
Where I am always left alone.
Questioning my whole existence,
Do I even have a reason to be born?
~H.S Thukral
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