• olasquare 9w


    There is an irony,
    A disaster of worldwide symphony
    Of a generation so pent-up
    That deep feelings are locked up

    You see them daily on the streets
    Smiling like their hopes are complete
    But look beyond those boisterous smiles
    And you'll see a heart ever so hostile

    Suffering and smiling,
    They say all is well.
    But deep down, they're crying,
    Bitter and unwell.

    If that's the case for you, O my friend
    Don't do it alone, this is not the end.
    A new world is coming, things will get better
    Confide in someone. Accept an helper.