fragments of my thoughts...

I am surrounded by people in number many,

But I am not made happy by any.

In loneliness I am left,

My happiness was theft.

I am growing sad and mad,

OMG, I am in a state that is very bad.

I am suppressing my emotions,

In order to avoid any commotions.

As I sit staring at the ceiling,

I am searching for ways to overcome my feelings.

My eyes are ready for an outburst,

Sadness is my uninvited guest.

I wish someone should take me by my arm ,

And make my life happy, peaceful and calm,

To make my life bright

And filled with light.

















The End

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