
Nights without sleep with some untold thoughts. Or Maybe it’s not my eyes who doesn’t want to fall asleep. maybe , my heart who is scared to fall asleep …maybe scared that next moment I wake up I might be left with nothing just withering memories.

Nights without sleep with some untold thoughts. Or Maybe it’s not my eyes who doesn’t want to fall asleep. maybe , my heart who is scared to fall asleep …maybe scared that next moment I wake up I might be left with nothing just withering memories.

Using laughter as an excuse to hide my lonely tears...my inner screams which are dying to come out..to be heard by everyone..to let people know who scared I’m inside. I just want to be loved and to lose myself in this wondering world….