Colours in the sky, rain in the heart
Caged in the box, freedom in the mind
Cries in the shower, yearn for wings
Ceiling drops on head, sitting quiet in corner
Cannibalism been practiced, death without voice
Cure in the words, sly as the fox
Core of the forest, roses in the lungs
Calcium draining, high in the clouds
Cut some slack, weighing you down
Explanation:
We always look for things at a wrong place or we look in a wrong way. My feelings are in two extremes either too loud or too quiet. I'm sure, there are people who are exactly like me. Sometimes you wanna scream but you stay quiet. Sometimes, u wanna stay quiet but you scream. There are always a fight in your head. Very rarely, you could do what you exactly feel. If you can do what you feel you are one of them who are privileged.I just wanted to explain every aspect of life in this short poem. Every line has different meaning if you look closely.
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