Sometimes Destiny Unfurls your dark pages,
which you have always tried to conceal for ages,
But you seldom got a chance, nostalgic and timidly you gave a glance.
Humans try to hide there ugliness,
Noone would know they often guess,
But rotten things always stings,
It throws you at cross-roads,
It just clings.
Being social you have to rein your emotions,
People often evasedrop so create no commotions,
Grown ups are "intellects" so be calm,
Cry out in hideouts or under your palm.
Break loose all the shackles and fly away,
Smile with tears withheld giggle with sorrows,
Life and pain are often engaged,
Wounds are never shown, hide them,
They are BANDAGED.
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