Ain't you a pauper?
Pockets are crazily yelling
For breakfast, lunch and supper
Ain't you insane?
Crazily banging your head
Against walls and frames
Ain't you emotional?
With your lousy tears
Afraid of confessions
Ain't you an introvert?
Chattering with yourself
Hiding behind that cupboard
At the stroke of midnight hour??
I know when we say you to smile
How difficult it appears to you
To pull those scarce smiles deep under your crests of troubles..
I know it..I've realised it..I get it..