In this little head of mine runs something deep.
My thoughts run wild, twirling about.
Never was I the one to speak though.
Occasionally giving nods, laughing along whenever.
Then they look deep into my grey blue orbs, talk as If everything's good.
I join them, though never in the mood.
But then the question comes, my heart skips a beat, my breathing falters.
Once upon a time
I was not like this. I was a kaleidoscope of colours, feelings.
Expressed in my way.
Dammit.
I wanted to scream
I wanted to yell
shout about
Albeit I remain silent.
I almost don't.
Unlike them, you see right through me, deep inside my soul.
Your smile gives me hope
But all I could do was whisper
"I'm fine"
And continue to smile...
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
Poetry"We promise forever in a world where even life is temporary" Random things people go through. Me included.
