i never expected life to be perfect or fair atleast
and i knew it would never be
i completely pity my self
thanks to those selfish calculations
estimations,critizations ,rejections
kicking themselves through me
my betrayed senses told me continuously
“you dont need her pity!”
but i just said
“trust me…if i only dont..if only”
cry like hell…”die for all we care”
they said with no hesitations
“leave!!we dont need you!!”
obvious never-lying compliments for me
controlled emotions?
killing with savoring satisfaction
dying….but still looking perfectly okay…
my story…
stay blazing…veil of my hopeless life
stay struggling….worthless cries out of a knife
life doesnt tell you to stay breathing
and im not stating that you should be
so suppose we do stop marching
the inevitable pain will stop aching
and you’ll end up happy and me fading…
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