The lights are dimmed
when half of the world is in dreams.
The clouds hide the shimmering stars
and the loner's strive begins..
Who am I? Why am I even here?
Soaking the pillow with every drop of tear?
Mindful of questions but no one to ask;
Don't we all hide our souls behind an invisible mask?
How'd the world look if I wasn't in it?
Would there be any difference,even a tiny bit?
No,I think. Cause,the universe is so vast..
Supine,I realize I'm just an emotional outcast.
"Stop feeling shit." they say.
But how do I do?
Some people are praying to live,
When some are crying not to..
With all the void questions crawling in my heart
I look up,in search of the world apart;
My lips curl into a smile with a glinting eye
When the clouds revealed a star,why don't I let my hopes fly?..
~ A :) 23/08/20
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