thoughts play hide and seek with conclusions in my mind
it's being sleepless
pillow wet with little drops falling off my eyes
it's being sleepless
a silence so that my sister doesn't wake up but screaming inside
it's being sleepless

you don't deserve
my hate
coz' then u'll live in my heart

The more I try to act childish
the more I grow,
I grow every second
but still, maturity to me
is like that moon
that the tides can never reach

I was so small and he was so big.
As he ran his hand through my hair
it was unfamiliar, like the hand of a devil

then he smiled at me,
the most cruel smile of his
it was feeble, though,
but I heard it

As he came a little closer and
put his hand out from where they were supposed to be
inside me, there was an insecurity

Insecurity that I can't explain
I was a flower that had bloomed beautifully until that day
within his touch, I withered,
and my petals faded away

I could cry so I did, I could scream so I did, but
I couldn't protect myself
coz' he was so big and I was so small and crying didn't help

I've seen so many people with that cruel smile
but he was a different person
as I had grown a little, he left me with so much to bear.

I can't fake another smile
it's hard to put my lips
in that position
they're stretched and
my wrinkles are hidden
not for sympathy,
not for attention
but i just can't fake another smile.

If I ask the silence to talk to me
Would it still be with me

If I ask my shadow to stay in light
Would it still stick by my side

If I ask the tears to be happy
To cry, would it still be that easy