The tears dried up 
The sun came out 
The world moved on
But the pain 
It remained there 

Yeah buddy! Anyway, if you wanna talk about anything reach out to me.

Pain stays there, sometimes other emotions covers it and we pile up so much on pain that we can't see or feel it, but one thought or memory can bring it out like it always was

Growing Up

there’s no reason for you to post yourself crying on social media

Social Anxiety

I wanna cry for no damn reason and wanna kill someone also i am sooo anxious and frustrated.!!! I am not able to understand w t f i am feeling but whatever it is it has taken away my peace 

3am Thoughts

I listen to breakup songs and I feel like crying although I don't have a boyfriend and no one did cheat on me.
But today I got the answer, all the tears that come out just because in everything somehow I lost me, that old happy me who no more love to smile. Smile is just a pain to her, pain to her heart and her cheeks

why am i like this??


it's getting hard for me. idk whether to cry or laugh. Scrolling down the list of my assignments, works, practical stop me from crying. I want to cry, but it seems like tears are luxury that I can't afford right now. And everyone is having a hard time too, why I am even complaining right now. It's not only because of that, there are many reason and countless list why it's hard for me. It is really hard for someone like me who always keep my feelings unbottled, can't even vent to someone, have friends but now seem like stranger. 
I guess I'll be a bit better later after writing this post or maybe not.

Overthinking

Grown Men Don't Cry

I am afraid I am too broken to survive,
in a world that expects a man to always smile.
It is sad that whenever I feel the need to cry,
I first have to find a place to hide.

They say “grown men don’t cry”,
but who are they to really decide?
Aren’t emotions natural to us all?
Then who are they to divide? 

Well, this world always follows the herd,
but I hope next time our voices are heard.
Because right now no one will believe a word,
if I say it’s okay to let emotions flow.

I am afraid I am too broken to survive,
and this mask might come off anytime.
So if someone says that I am “not a man”
take their word because I am not their kind. 

Poetry

It's so hard to focus on one thing without thinking about other things that are going on in our lives. It is so tough that now I cannot even cry without someone noticing me. 

Exhausted

from talking all day
to short waves in the hallways with smiles all giddy
to nothing but eye contacts ignored
a lot happened in between
a thousand things unsaid
many tears unshed



Other

Offering a shoulder to cry on is a good habit but don't get involved with those people for your own sanity. They will leave once they are done.

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