Get Over It

The day was bright and grey A fake smile on my face But I was involved with myself, In my brain, with a fray. Unaware of everything that's going around me I was deeply dejected, after all It was not just a bruise on my knee. I was in my own dark world I wish that I could tell somebody My mind was not there where you saw my body. It was a short period of time Gone through that mental breakdown Whom should I blame? Why do I frown? A near-death experience, I know is worse than this But to get over any of them is not less than a bliss. Though it's not easy to get over The heart is wounded And you need to be your own lover. Know you own worth Because this mean world would never tell If you believe in KARMA like me Remember, there is something like Heaven and He'll.... ~hara