• zia_shah 5w

    The bubble that surrounds me

    The transparency of the bubble that surrounds me,
    Doesn't helps the people to see what my life is actually.
    I hear my name in most glorious hallways,
    But my perfection is an act and I will remain a wreck always.
    My smile is so bright that it blinds people for good measure,
    No one notes my wounded lips and all they keep saying is "Her life is a treasure"
    I just want this bubble to burst,
    I am sick of playing this role in which I am thrust.
    I just want to be the plain, simple once happy me,
    And not care an ounce about what people say or see.