Veiled Cravings Of My Soul

How it feels, to hide the voice that can never be spoken,

In the daylight, I'm always the only last leaf that's broken,

My character holds a rare kind of color that can exist in this universe,

But, being happy for a moment can be the biggest curse.

How it feels, to hide the emotions that you really wanted,

I just dream of seeing my people together being fonded, 

Maybe in this lifetime, I can never heal from it,

Every hurt of mine is a photograph that makes my heart split.

How it feels, to live in the world of chamber of heart & brains,

And forgetting to live within the body & soul, oh! it drains,

If only I knew a little earlier that, life is a tormented soiree, 

I wouldn't have searched for, the word "contentment" in my play.