We laugh, we cry
We make jokes and make people smile
We appear to be fine
But the real truth is on the inside
Sanguine? Choleric? No. She's definitely a melancholy. Or maybe phlegmatic...
Well, there are two sides to the coin. The side you see, and the one you can't see till you flip the coin
Our words are the exact opposite of what we crave for
Obviously, silently crave for
We scream out loud
"Leave me alone!"
But what we are really saying is
"Please stay"
We repeatedly say
"I'm fine"
But what we wish we would boldly say is
"I'm helpless"
"I am ok.. Nothing hurts me. I am used to it. I have built walls. If you wanna stay, stay. If you wanna leave, you know your way out.. I'm happy on my own. I like it here"
But silently, these are he words in our heart, that we wish lips would say
"I am not ok. I want to cry. My heart is fragile and all am doing is trying to be ok. I don't want to tell anyone about the pain, because I feel no one will understand me. I mean, I don't even understand me sometimes.. I can't force you to stay. But if it were my wish, I'd wish that you can stay"
Learn how to speak. I have had to learn the hard way. But I have realised it helps to say what you're feeling. But you must be careful with who you are talking to..They may not offer help by saying do this or that. But to have someone listen is something. Speaking frees you in way. Frees you from a bondage you didn't know held you bound.
Wish you well.
Love,
Luxo
