Baskadia

Why I am like this

Always crying for the people, I shouldn’t cry

Still lost that moment even after my best try

I am not straight like you all are

Everyday I am fighting like it’s a new war

From outside I am alive but my inside is dead

I seem happy all day but cried all night on my bed

I have lot of secrets but don’t know who is the right person to share

Even thinking about it gives me a nightmare

I am looking for sunshine and new hope to come

Just depressed all the time I want to enjoy my freedom