Its been a while
since I last saw your real smile
and the eyes that used to sparkle.
Someone who spoke as much as she breathes is now silent as a whisper in a chapel.
I asked you that day if everything was okay
I know that question hurt like a stabbing wound,
but your eyes wandering,
lips a little trembling,
Oh everything's fine,
you said too soon.
I know its been days since life has passed by your way,
only your room knows your secret....
The silent screams,
the cries unheard
and is life worth living,
now you favourite question.
There is no one who understands,
there is no one who knows
is what you are exactly feeling.
But trust me sweetheart I totally know
cuz I too have all these feelings.
But the society we live in
where mental is asylum,
depression seems useless discussing!
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