Dark Secret

Lots of fear to conners

To sit and think 

What's going on

Your brain 

Can't tell.

Lots to say 

But can't 

A ghost-like 

Came to me 

Can't able to say it 

Out loud 

What's it all about

It's like a big fear of life 

Going to be faced 

What's is it all about  

If I further move 

In life

Like a free bird 

But can't

Scared to face 

The dark

World out

Lots of corners

To face 

Like a scary bird 

In its tiny cage 

Corner 

No one 

To motivate

Not even to encourage 

But lots of goals and aims

It has

The Broken wings of its

Is like me 

Is like that bird 

With lots of goals

But not able to fill it.

That's my life.