Beyond What You See

Every closed eye isn't really sleeping Every curved lip isn't gladly smiling Every empty stomach isn't craving just for food Everyone else's life, as you think, isn't green and good. Only if you wish to look beyond, you'll see, There are unshed tears behind those restless eyes There are unsaid words bolted by those curved lips There are unheard tales burning the walls of parched stomach Your mere assumptions and conclusions do not work.