When I'm upset

I just sit looking at others
Smile with sad eyes
Think more before speak
Feel terribly alone
For whileTime stops then
I Can feel blow of cold wind , tearing my patience

I hear Self Crying and write dramatic lines

When I feel bad
I just look at my phone
Waiting for someone to call

When I sit alone
I stare at the board
Labelled
"RUN WITH THE LORD"
happiness is too expensive to afford

A fear of being abandoned as outcast by my own kind
Makes explicit how human psychology is designed

Confidence becomes difficult to restore
Why everything turns difficult to ignore

Makes explicit
how human psychology is designed

I trap my self in a dark room
Don't find motivation to resume

Finally hope ends with sound sleep

© CHRISTMAS