An Anxiety Filled Heart
The day feels crowded,
and the night feels light and calm.
Sky feels fresh,
clouds are like flowers in little hand of a child.
Slowly slowly as you grow,
the sound of ‘good’ ‘wow’ and ‘awesome work’ leaves from the shores.
Still as the saying goes,
time stops for none,
making our way to the future,
we become that strong someone.
Still something is always missing,
maybe heart or existence of mind.
it feels happy yet somehow trapped.
The world and time stops for none
so making a point that a happy smile is contagious,
wearing one shall not be a problem.
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