My feelings do not matter ,

Even when my eyes go wetter .

I have to wake with same feeling  .

It is the curse of living .

People label me as silly ,

This beautiful world is as ugly .

I cannot express any-more .

No longer I am the way I was before .

Trying to be numb, Still I feel  !

All the things are too much to deal .

Hurt Every where I see ,

All I want is to be free  ! !