_THIS WORLD IS SO CRUEL , KNOW?

EVERYTHING WAS FINE EVEN WITH THE PAIN.
I M RUNNING BLINDLY FOR THE UNKNOWN.
JUST MINDLESSLY LOSING MYSELF.
LOOSING THE FAITH GAINED BY GETTING STEPS BACK.
BUT THAT’S ENOUGH.

WE DON’T TALK ANYMORE.
BUT I SILENTLY CHOOSE THE RIGHT ONE BEING
AT THE LAST BENCH .
THOSE WHO CARE WITHOUT HUNTING,
LOVE WITHOUT EXPECTING,
ARE MY FRIENDS WITHOUT CONFESSING .

EVERYTHING IS FINE IN THE MORNINGS
WITHOUT HAPPINESS.
CRY WITHOUT TEARS.
THOSE WHO HAVE GONE OUT OF THIS WAY MAKE SENSE.
AND THE CRUELS HAVE JUST STAYED ENOUGH TO BREAK UP HEART .

IN THE END, THE ONES I THOUGHT AS FRIENDS
WERE THE ENEMIES.
I FOUND ME STANDING ALONE IN A CROWDED HALL.
NARRATING MY THOUGHTS WRITTEN FOR THOSE
FAKE ONES.
AND SMILING MEANINGLESSLY.