How and why I look sad inspite of this gladness
I just can't display over excitement
But I laugh until my heart starts hurting, until I start crying
Am I tight fisted with compliments
To give what I have never received
So often I spelt out ignorance upon these beautiful things
I kept everything to myself and it didn't make me feel any better
I have held on to my script of emptiness
Preaching voidness and sentiments
Waiting for nature to ask me When
And patience mark me tamed
It's been quite a long time... Thanks for having me once again.