Extremely sad, the smile you see is a backup
Like a scripted play, it's staged
Only happy in your presence, when you leave, tears come up.

With sorrow and joy, my day gets mixed up
In pain's custody, I'm voluntarily caged
When others have luxuries, sorrow is the goods that fill my mental shop.

You will think I have no problem seeing me jump up
But when you study my words, you will see that many things have changed
Deep inside me, I'm fed up.

When you look into my face, you will see happiness in hup
In my eye, you will see sorrow, thick and aged
Pain has taken over my heart like a cup filled up.

© Sulaimon Khalid Everlasting Ink