I’m scared of you
More than your rudeness
When I’m stingy
Of Your friendliness
When I’m generous.
He wants to leave
She made his heart flutter
In a way that I did never
I swear it’s just the vacation high
It’s not her
It cannot be her.
You see me standing still
Doesn’t mean I’m calm
You just can’t see
Can’t see the chaos inside my head
How I’m singing to myself
Dancing to the rhythm of my heart beats
How I’m breaking down
Or all at the same time
My soul goes through all these
I know it’s not obvious
But with the eye of the patience
Maybe you can see my fire.
If you had ability to love them
Till they crushed you to sands
You surely have ability
to love yourself
Probably, more than anyone else
More than you could ever imagine.
You say I’m quiet
No, don’t be mistaken
My silence does not equate quiet
I talk with my pen
As it talks louder
A happy teenager, knows only bright
Red and yellow, colors she likes
Springing into twenties, her colors flies
But it is still not black and white
Grey is the only color in her sight!!!