Loathe.Loathe. I thought I was over it... I never wanted to go back to this place. Then what brought me back to the place which I hated so much? I was over the depression which I had, I opened up to people around me, I made new friends and memories, why I regret it now? I guess people let me down again
I knew I didn't need to do all that, I knew it will end like this; I knew I will regret it. Why now? Why the moment when I wanted to be with someone? Why now everything falls down on me? Damn depression is coming back; I try to avoid people again. I need some rest. I am not sure whether I need to be left alone, or need someone who will be with me through this. Last time I was able to go on, on my own. I was sure I will be o
The MaskI wear the mask of love and fame,I hide the fact about the hate.I cover my unfortunate fate,By smile, by laugh, by being real.Reflection of my own smile,Leaves the shadow in my eyes.Makes it hard to realize,The feelings that I hold inside.This damn, crappy, happy mask,This faked situation of being clean,This lie about the people, who I love,It creeps me out without the mask.The addiction to faking things,The imaginary love for friends,The pain about the unfortunate love,It wouldn't be without the mask.
Family.Once we were a family,Who laughed all so happily.What happened to us just now,That we right now laugh no more?The warmth that was between you two,Where that warmth has gone from you?Why should I break myself apart,For you, who doesn't even care?The thing that people call your love,It only was a crappy act.Now the show has come to end,The love has changed to hate.Our family now is the past,The moments we had are last.You caused my heart to close,When you decided to get a divorce.There will be no such memories,Where we could laugh at home.Home will be a place,Where I will hate to stay.I hope you live the rest of life,Happy and in love.There is no need to care about,The things you left behind.