Around me, I see a hundred lights,
Firecrackers hiding the sky of the nights,
I hear uncountable voices of delight,
And yet none of this feels right.
That girl I see jumping in the crowd,
She laughs out loud, her happiness found,
I stare at her in envy, where's mine disappeared?
Her laughter hurts me, I wish it was shared.
Why can't I feel my lips stretching up?
Why does my heart always feel bound, cuffed?
The beauty of the bright sky doesn't settle in my eyes,
These delights all around me, always feel like deceitful lies.
I'm surrounded by a world bursting with happiness,
And all I've ever felt amidst these smiles is loneliness,
So I wonder, I wonder, why does none of this ever feel right?
A tiny voice in my head whispers, "Perhaps, you're just dead inside."
-Phenyx
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The Unsaid
ŞiirA Collection of Pain Poetry that I couldn't tell the world but whispered to my pen.
