Behind The Curtain

No need to kneel

With the pain, I feel

So hollow inside

Like an impostor deal

Being in the present

Living in the past

Nothing so dreadful

As being outcast

My feelings are nothing

But a burden to some

All the trust is lost

I feel next to none

It's funny how 

Things turned out to be

All I see 

Is a tragic epiphany 

How the people you love

Poke a spear through your heart 

The whole world stares at you

Like a piece of art

I am not smart

As to differentiate 

Between

Emotional or practical 

Suddenly all the irrational behavior 

Turns out to be ethical

Inch by inch

Piece by piece

I feel myself

Dropping into abyss

Like a trash

Sitting outside the door

I can't understand 

How much I can take more

My silent screams

Are nowhere to be heard

Those I call friends

Are struggling with theirs

Those tears 

That is smeared

All over my face

Tells a story of humanity 

Dropping every second 

With the evolution of 

Human race