Yeah I'm okay.
It's been a year,
I didn't smile.
It's been a year,
I didn't enjoy at all.
I miss the old me,
Who look charming,
with glitter on the face.
Who used to jump high of enjoyment,
like a bird flying high all above the world.
Yeah I'm okay.
When the blade cut my skin severely
the hand full of blood.
It doesn't hurt at all.
More the words of the world,
hurt me to the bottom of the heart.
I'm trying to muster up the courage
to face the reality of this
modern imperfect world.
Though aware of the situation
I always fail to find myself
through the dark valley of truth.
Struggling a lot I come now to
Conclusion that I need light.
©jasiya
J