You force a smile,
But inside your dying,
People never care,
Pretending is good.
Depressed thoughts they linger,
Wondering what if ?,
Stop!! Your better than that,
That is not the answer!,
That never ends the pain.
I sit in dark ,
My demons they come out to speak,
Wait demons you say?
Yes but atleast they don't pretend.
Why fear demons,
Humans are worst,
There deceitful ways,
Standing on the edge.
Nobody is who they seem to be,
This world corrupted by ego,
A mirror of illusion,
Heaven and hell right here,
Where do you want to be,
Death is sure.
©nirmal
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