Sometimes I feel happy, sometimes a little sad,
What am I missing, this thought makes me go mad.
I care or I do not care is the main mystery,
A werid phase is happening in my life history.
My good friends already knows what’s going in my brain,
Maybe I am not ready to face the bitter truth and go through the pain.
Suddenly the laugh feels heavy, and lips go dry,
I feel a pain in my soul, and I just want to cry.
And then I sit with my phone and tons of deep thoughts,
Flooding across my brain, and then I gulp 2-3 shots.
Sometimes I say I was correct, sometimes I was not,
And this fight end up digging all deep thoughts.
I have got bunch of amazing friends, nothing is wrong with my life,
But heart feels a pain, as if someone has a knife.