It's like lying on your own bed
You wake up to know the fact
You are so so different from the people around you, but you look
The same!
You are the same when
Your face brighten up in happiness,
Pale down in sadness and
Blushes off in embarrassment.
But you know you are not the same.
You cannot move on so easily like others. You cannot express your sadness and give awa sorrows and griefs like them....no you can't!
You are no attention's sweet center but
You dance when you are happy
Sing when you are happier but
At the end of the day
The world makes you realise somehow
You are not the same.
Tell me how?
I wish I knew.
You can't mix with people around me showing your real side,
Everything seems so out of concept but mechanical.
Meaningless but don't know why
You always hope that the world would be a better place, somehow.
I don't know how
People love just by a touch of a hand
Hate by a little disagreement of a point
Cry just by not realising the fact.
Are they the real human being?
And I'm just an astronaut from another Planet?
Tell me why
They neglect beauty behind madness
Ecstasy behind the tears of the little
Girl being
So reckless.
Tell me how
They do this.
If you can't then
I must be just an
Astronaut from another Planet.
YOU ARE READING
Messed up lines
RandomIts no poem. Its no story. Its just a written version of the fiddled up messy thoughts with no such impressive writing skills. like totally raw.
