life still goes on...
but i never lived a single second...
maybe i am acting,
acting as living
i never discovered the real me..
because my dreams never had wings..
i talk with them,i laugh with them..
they think i am a funny gal
but they never know i am a disguise...
they think i am crazy
but i am really mad....
they think i am happy
but i am really sad.....
mad and sad because i live in my own world of thoughts..
i never won a single fight ,
they feel i cant do it
but, they never knew i was learning
learning for a large battle
i feel lonely when they are around me
i feel like running away...
and i know at last
when i die,they come and sob
but i alone know,
that it was not me who really died.......
and now you too know.....
then i regret ,then i confess....
alas, teardrops on my paper!!!
