Blinding light

Staring in the broad daylight

Blinding my sight

Searching for stars

Battling my wars

Transformed Smiles

She was tender

Sweet

Innocent in all beauty

Strikingly calm

Mellow

She opened her closed eyes

Remembering her past

The way she was

Preventing the ever so small smile

Trying to escape her lips

And quickly changed it

To a smirk

Before anyone noticed

In vain

I wait still

Knowing

There is no hope

I wait still

Knowing

It’s in vain

It keeps going

Don’t know why

It keeps rowing

Don’t know how

Is it me?

What is it this time?

What did I do?

Wasn’t I being sweet?

Perfect and all that you wanted

I did all that I can

Gave up my true self

Faked it

So that you would stay

I tried my best

But like everytime

You left

No reason

No message

Just like that

Is it you?

Is it me?

In order to thrive

Is it a stigma?

Is it a rule?

Is it compulsory?

Is it so crucial?

Aren’t we masters of our destiny?

Don’t we own the right?

To rule it as we wish

To ruin it as we please

What’s with all the mockery?

And the ridiculous stupid scorn

The rubbish garbage piles

Of imbeciles, fools and rogues

Patience going loose

Can’t do it, no not more

Slam their face, that’s what I feel

That’d be too easy

Not even necessary

The frustration builds up

Reddening the anger

I control my annoyance

Try clearing my head

Fools will always be fools

Why should I let them get to me?

Need to be strong

To live it up and live

Need to be tough

To make it worth the live

Surviving, not living

Saying no to something you’d kill for

Cravings you can’t control

Desire you can’t put an end to

Longing, trying too hard to resist

Yearning dying too bad to combust

Wish, wistful to be fulfilled

Aspiration strongly to be achieved

So many wants, wanting

Goals waiting

Targets raising, yet uncared

Stakes higher than ever

Yet there’s no stir, no emotion

Not a hope or answer

Not an inch of progress

Not a spur of belief

Faith is gone

Life is bleak and dark

Reason is lost

So is the purpose

What’s there to be?

What’s there to exist?

If there’s no sense in living

No chance in surviving

Attempt failed

I try to fake it

Try to make myself believe

That it’s okay

That it’s fine, and I don’t care

But it hurts

Cuts me deep

Like I’m bleeding inside

I want to run

Somewhere I can expel

Tears build up inside

But they don’t like to roll down

They agree with me

They know I don’t like to look feeble

But I am, aren’t I?

I wish I had something to clutch

To embrace my rumpling self

But again

I look like a masochist

Who would even notice?

Without

Scream without a whisper

Move without a sound

Talk without a whimper

Even if you’re bound

Sleep without a worry

Care without a vista

Run without a hurry

Live it a fiesta

Scamper without panic

Fear without cowardice

Never wanna be the same

I never wanna be the same

Am sick of this sickly game

Hope I’d magically lose the name

So I can escape the blame

Wish I never came

To the pit of fiery flame

I badly want to leave the fame

Of always being called the lame

Wonder I could tame the hardship and not be the same