Punctual

Those sadness supressed within

The smile that's covering the sorrow

Amongst any thing, has started to wean

The hollowness started to be palpable

But still smooth as a dented ball

I wonder how this had happened

Is this how I really roll?

A little push beyond the limits

And I'm already crumbling down

What more for those bigger challenges?

Do I always have to frown?

I am melting in the wind like a dry ice

Body against the cold soil

Soul has glazed, burnt in fire

I am drenched in water and oil

They say it's too much drama for a guy

Claiming it ain't even worth their while

But I find the need to feel such

It drives me to push another mile

Maybe I'll cater such again for now

Hide it at the deepest darkest of me

Because I am a slave of my own misery

Hiding in a smile for everyone to see