Why I Bleed
Why I Bleed
It's a habit
Or conditioning a bit
Why I am really meant
Why my eyes bleed white
When I fault for nothing
Why I ask even a drop to strange
You know my intentions
You make out all non sense
I am silent
I am smiling
Trying something to hiding
Some to concealing
Some to malafied
Some to unidentified
Some where defining
Some time over reacting
Sometime laughing out of portion
Some smile really not my portion
I live not my life
Really I am acting
Or is so real acting
Smile without cause
Cause less smile for
Bleeding with smiling
Inside out pouring blood
White and red mixed
Mixture of emotions and fact
If, not, but with
Who, where, why side
All are in fun
I know with none
No one with me now
Soulful journey of soul
With cover of body and thoughts
All are paid to be
U are luck by chance be
All bleeding r not blood
Some hot and some cold
Suffocating and suffering for
Free but fixed with our thoughts
Tender to painless wounds
Why I bleed not known too