A Peculiar Journey
I hid amongst the humans
I expected it to be easy
All I needed was an identity
I grew pathetic body parts too
To look more like them
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Pretending you're alright, when you're still sore,
Pretending like you have a shoulder, when you cry on your pillow every night;
Pretending like you don't give a damn, when you're still sinking in the past;
Pretending, because you think you might get used to it;
Pretending,
Because it's easier.-
You may see fury in my glance and pretention,
but of course nothing there in my mind.
You may not see love and affectionin my words but my mind obviously overwhelm with that....-
I am not chocking anyone,
I just care for everyone...
I am not third class,
I am just rude which can't define my class...
I am not smiling all time for me,
I smile to hide my pain only...
I don't care...
That's only a pretention..
I care...
That's a realisation...-
You see those innocent faces, those charming ones whose mere glimpse could make you smile.
Look deep, pry in.
But be cautious to not get lost in the dark there.
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You don't miss me
nor the way I snort
when I laugh.
You don't miss me
nor my eyes brimming
with tears
when you talk.
The fragile line between
love and fantasy has blurred.
I can no longer differentiate
pretention from truth.-
āĻāĻ āĻ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻžāĻŦāĻŋ,
āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻŋ āĻāĻž āĻāĻŋ āϏāϤā§āϝāĻŋ āĻĒāĻžāϏāύāĻŋ?
āύāĻž, āύāĻž āĻĒā§āĻžāϰ āĻāĻžāύ āĻ
āĻŦāύā§āϧā§āϤā§āĻŦ āĻā§āĻā§āĻ āĻāĻŋāĻāĻŋā§ā§ āϰā§āĻā§āĻā§?
āϤāĻŦā§ āĻāĻ āĻāĻžāϞā§, āĻ āύā§āϤāϤ,
āĻāĻļāĻž āĻāĻž āϰāĻāϞā§..-
Are you alright?
âEither in pretention or in reality;
I am always fine!â-