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I Am Angry ...

                      *I Am Angry *

I'm angry at the tears hidden behind my fake smile
I may come out strong as rock but inside I am so fragile...

I'm angry at the healed wounds, which left scars on my heart
They are healed for others but for me they are as fresh as a dew drop...

I'm angry that I am unable to gather the broken pieces of me
The more I try to gather them, the more shattered I feel...

I'm angry that my heart still skips its beats when I hear your name
I know that things have fallen apart but my love for you will never change...

I'm angry that people are stranger to me even after we meet
As if we are forced to encounter and pretend to be sweet...

I am angry that no one will ever understand what I mean
Even if I pour my heart into words and scream...

I am angry that knowingly I put my life on stake
Thinking that I have people to save me was my biggest mistake...

I'm angry with this world that snatched everything I thought was my own
I'm angry with myself that why I'm not angry at all...

❤KaNyA

Pic courtesy: Sweta Gupta

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