Masquerading
Masquerading Surrendering myself to sleepless nights, Painkillers failing to kill pain, Unmasking the mask I wear, Starting a deep conversation with the self, Life isn’t a philosophy to be written, I say, Rather, a philosophy to be carved out by oneself, Shedding the negativities you have in life, You start growing from where you left behind, The seeds of growth that you once had, It germinates from the inside to the outside, Evolving and growing as time turns out, Late is nothing, But never is something, A stigma to be broken, Knocking down the shackles, That once cringed you from budding, Watching the night turn day, Making new thoughts for the day, As every night is a day’s ending, And every day is a new beginning...