Wednesday, 10 June 2009

BLANK

wrote on 06.03.07

I have my parents
And a brother,
And needless to say
We're happy together.
Yet sometimes I feel
A missing something in my life.

I feel like crying
When drawned with happiness,
And when everyone else
For me cries,
I act brave and
Spread a smile.

I like the word ABNORMAL
When people comment me so
And thinking of the simplicity,
Often wish to remain so.

I try to adjust
Everywhere with a smile,
When deep in my heart's crust
I'm crushed many times a while.

I can feel the air
Brushing my body
But why don't they tear in
And soothe my soul?
To me all beauties are bestowed.
Then why am I wandering?
Oh say!
Why am I
So BLANK?

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