In a crowd,
Among known strangers,
I sit behind a wall of unfamiliarity.
Why am I here?
Do they even know who I am?
Do they see my pain through my eyes?
Or do they only see my pink tinted lips, curled upwards?
Hiding behind my laughter and brave words,
Is a world no one notices.
A melancholic world of mine..
Invisible to all but me.
I run.. I try to hide.. I scream.. I cry!
Do you not see me?
Do you not feel my sadness?
Do you not hear my pleadings?
And as they turn their backs..
I get engulfed by my own sorrow.. silently, slowly but just as surely.
I get engulfed by my own sorrow.. silently, slowly but just as surely.
