Today I'm lonely, Tomorrow it's Sunny

Trying to admit to yourself that you're lonely is just as hard as trying to convince yourself that you've got more than ten fingers in your hands.

You flash that flawless smile, so perfect and sweet but inside you're iced out and shivering from the cold and painful experiences that the past has inflicted upon you.

You blame it to everyone including the circumstances but you're part of the blame either which you may not admit too.

You feel so light, enjoying the sunshine enveloped around you but deep within are heartless memories with not even a hint of hope in them and there you are trying to wrestle around to release it from its jail for so long.

But you feel so much of a fool that it only takes a few words, a heartbeat even for you to shatter in pieces on the ground like thin, delicate glass feeling so left out and selflessly hearing your mind speak of your pain and loneliness but not as much as the loud cry coming from every wall in your heart.

But here you are again, picking up the pieces once more, turning them into a puzzle which only makes the cracks and cuts more visible than it was before.

And you try to seal it with stars and smiles as you do every single time to protect it from haunting memories that might sink in again.

As you go along, you realize that keeping it all in gets tiring and a lot harder but then, you still conceal it and plaster it with happiness that only you can ever read.