thoughts!

these days I tend to walk away from people.
I mean I wanna be with Them.
but when I am with them, I feel alone and then again I feel myself drifting away.

I love to talk, every1 knows.
you all know,  but now I am afraid to talk
as to when ppl would become angry of me.
and then again I stop talking.

i loved to make friends,  yess...
I mean we were once great buddies,
what happened  to that friendship.
so I stopped making new ones,
knowing we would be strangers again.

I am afraid of getting forgotten
because I have been forgotten several times
people  said you should get used to
but who's there to explain, why should I?

i am afraid of getting heart broken again
because this is me, helping others, without any help
with expectations, but none provided.

and here I am
amidst these tears of others
searching for my own little pearl
just dropped from my eye.

drapped in a cloak of joy
wearing the skin of sadness underneath
shivering in the cold of oblivion
with bones of my will.

seems there is no end to it
living a life of exile
melancholic I may seem
yess.. melancholic for a while.