Walking from distance thru the corridors,
My eyes searching towards the walls.
The sun is scrotching bright,
While I forced myself to be like the daylight.
Talking with my so-called friends,
Not knowing I know they don't want to be seen with someone else useless.
And that useless is me who don't have any true friends.
I never felt belong and comforted with such groups,
Because im always the back-up favorite whenever their friend isn't there to listen to their blues.
Smiling thru the day, while the sun is passing away.
I gathered all my might, even my heart was fragile as always.
My day was always repeated,
Smile, laugh and talk like I don't have hundreds of problems.
Day light wasn't full of happiness, its full of filthy judgement.
Another day had passed, but nothing I felt more than emptiness.
Day light wasn't always people's favorite, its just a phase for them to act that everything is fine but it isn't.
Day light wasn't always bright, for me its full of another strikes of bitterness.
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-Bb. Solia Lumianno
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