"You've healed", said someone I recently met,
"Nope", I replied without too much of a fret,
I never healed, and that's my secret,
The fact that I've learnt to outwit,
My moody brain,
Is a skill I've learnt over time, I keep my emotions on a tight chain,
I break down so quietly,
No one hears it, the whole affair is done privately,
My pillows absorb my tears,
And the bawling falls on no one's ears,
I'm happy and sad,
Spend a day with me and you'll learn I'm quite mad,
Mad over a life that went by too quickly,
Glad that it happened even if I feel rickety,
Someday I'll be happy,
Until then I'll try not to be snappy,
No promises!
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