Fake smiles,
Dark minds,
It’s just that kind of time.
Lost in our minds,
Confused and reckless,
Oh we feel so helpless.
Sometimes we forget,
Time constantly changes.
We get trapped in that one sentiment,
We keep thinking this will never end.
Just a little drop of hope,
That’ll all we need,
To truly believe.
But we are scared to hope,
Scared to believe that it’ll all be over,
Scared because we don’t like disappoints.
The thought itself consumes us,
We want to hope but,
The thought of being disappointed haunts us.
If only we could get past that and believe,
We will be set free.
Free from fear,
Free from our own minds.
If only!

Aashna Vidyarthi