There is a place where no one likes to be
a wide smile yet you may see
pleasing the people
as they walk past him in the alley
His smiles die down
so did his strength and urge to live
as-though nothing is real
he entered a shell
he entered a shell
The art of masking, he mastered,
but there was only one
who saw him at his best and worst
that was the string that was pricking
An oath, he took , to celebrate, to laugh
only once he had his revival
as the clock ticks, seasons change
he awaits for his sunshine
who saw him at his best and worst
that was the string that was pricking
An oath, he took , to celebrate, to laugh
only once he had his revival
as the clock ticks, seasons change
he awaits for his sunshine
He was full, the lid was closed
ReplyDeletestrength was shown, not a drop poured
The bottle was tight, withstood the fight
Little he knew, this would end his flight
Dont deny , let it loose
You are not the only one
Walking in those shoes
Cry it out , let it burst
You need to Shout, you know you must
The Bottle cracked , feeling smacked
Feeling dried , keeping his pride
Then there was space, new colors raced
Mask was gone , this was prone
Its up and down , its okay to frown
One day you need to wear the crown
Days passed, hours drowned,
Its time to feel proud
The sun shined bright
The frowns turned light
The faces grew wide
There it was, his SUNSHINE
Nice one!
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