Take a bow for taking a knee.
We want to thank you for being woke
After falling asleep in the land of the Free;
(The punchline to your own lame joke.)

I open my eyes in the morning
Wondering, 'How to pass through the day without constant yells and blames.'
I stretch my hands out
Hoping, 'People don't notice my scars'.
I make my way towards my siblings,
Greeting them 'Hi!'
Hoping, 'they don't see through my false facade'.
I munch on some snacks and tell mom that I'm full
Hoping, 'She doesn't see straight through my lie'.
I use gadgets 12/7 and my parents say I'm texting,
But....., 'I'm trying to run away from the reality'.
I sit and stare at books, but don't study..
And my parents say, 'You are just distracted because of that guy',
'Try to concentrate', 'This scores are *******'.
Little do they know,
Family problems, Shifting, Losing people, New environment
'Have distracted my mind'.
I try to concentrate,
'But my doesn't cope up with me'.
I joke around, paint on a smile, play and laugh along with my siblings..
Trying to believe, 'I belong here'.
But deep down, 'I don't feel home when I'm at home'.

When my stars had decided not to spark,
& my moon had also hidden somewhere;
When the lights had left mine world in deep dark,
& I really needed somebody there,
I found my so called lovers nowhere...
So Honey,
Will you stop your lies,
Cause I know I'll never ever find you by my darkest sides...
- $D

I'm blinded, aware of nothing anymore

The emptiness has reached from the heart to the core.

The obscured disguise of the illuminating ray

sealing me in the undying darkness to have me gone astray.

The strong hold my mask has on me,

an abstract reminder for I'm a volcano under sea.

The compulsion of uncertainty thrusting fakeness on to my lips,

a constant practice that immediately curves its tips.

My heart is stabbed with the cureless contrition

Agony oozes out by rejecting termination.

Vagueness finds its home in the feelings I try to verbalize

Insanity strikes my thoughtful headroom to unstabilize.

My wounded heart and insane mind conspire to develop a defence

against these harsh feelings that forge a fearful nuisance.

Callousness, a nightmare dressed like a daydream, a bitter hope

The dream comes true along with the bitterness to cope.

That's how I sculpted myself into a cold stone,

choosing to become all numb and alone.

I'm blinded, aware of nothing anymore

The emptiness has reached from the heart to the core.

Standing straight a stiff statue, I

wait for something to be moved by...