How easy it is to pretend,
How easy to stand
Holding back millions of tears,
How easy a smile is to wear
Caging of emotions seems to be pretty simple
But hard it is to fake a dimple,
I just want to ask this question simple
People can’t see my tears or they deliberately don’t want to?
They can’t hear my cries or they knowingly don’t want to?
I agree for me every bond is extreme,
For me the roads I know will not ALWAYS be cream
I agree I talk above my age,
Millions of me I know have been rotten in this stage
I agree I am easy to hurt
At times I know I am pretty much curt
I agree I am very much dreamy
I agree to everything you say. Thee,
My laughter cries “for lord sake please let me be free”
These smiles could have been very much true now
Only if in front of other emotions I wouldn’t have bowed
Why do people forget that at the end of the day
Even I am a god damn it human
Even I have my wishes and feelings to say
Till what time will I hurt myself for people around me
Till what time I will bear this insanity
Even I want to cry aloud,
Even I want someone to make my anger sound
Even I want someone to hear me when I say
Even I want to think about someone when alone I lay
I don’t think I am demanding a lot.
I am just asking you not to make my life a Mort
I know even happiness in this world is allotted
But fortunately or unfortunately even I am a human
And I will owe you for the rest of my life if you treat me like one
_____bineka
