The sunshine, flooding the room with it's light,
the fragrance of the flower, filling the atmosphere,
the chirping sounds of the bird, loud and clear,
the aroma of the food, satisfied the hunger.

Too much of darkness, she was invisible to see herself,
the smell of the rain, is what she loves,
she sobbed weakly, everyday,
she starves herself to feel the pain.

She needs love, she needs medication,
To recuperate the pain she was going through.

"Cheap" is what she was labelled, little do they know how dear she was,
her smile , it's like a glowing star, it glows just for a moment.

Homeworks with questions that had solution,
what was running in her mind was unresolvable questions.
She's just a girl remember ? Just another crazy happy-wannabe girl, remember ?

She is fine, she is happy,
no one should know even if she is holding back a tsunami of emotions.
She can't let anyone know how she feels or else no one will respect her the same way they used to or did they ever ?
She said so much without saying anything because she knows her silence was all it could be heard.
She wasn't good enough, was she ?

It's not about turning off the light but it's about utilizing even the little amount of light to make a change.
This is about giving yourself one more day, one more opportunity to wake up in the morning and to live a life you want.
It's about staying alive because the future is coming.
You don't have to see it, you just have to believe it that you could make it.

It may sound pointless because not every one really fathom what she's going through, do they ?

-Manisha