What have I turned into
Even my mirror has stopped giving me a clue
Getting disturbed even at the slightest noise
Only dark room and silence has become my choice
Irritation and secrecy has taken place
With just unbearable pain in my heart's case
Tearing and swollen eyes
With a smile that is just illusionised
Tightened lips which have no desire to talk
I have understood it's just path of misery on which I have to walk
One corner sitting alone with headphones on
Wasn't the thought I even thought of when I was born
Today I find nothing that could help me enjoy
I'm just stuffing in all the things in myself just as cotton in a soft toy
Pain can neither be expressed in words nor in paint
It's just an emotion which with time NEEDS to FAINT!
How had this happen? How I couldn't feel anything ..how I couldn't understand what was going... ONLY ONE ANS TO THESE QUESTIONS...I WAS IN LOVE DAMID!!! I WAS ******* UP IN LOVE SOO MUCH I COMPLETELY FORGOT :- MATERIALISTIC IS THE WORLD I'M LEAVING IN..🙆
