Epiphany

Feeling so cold and blue

Desolated from the dawn

A wallflower but couldn’t feel the spring

Greyness in solitary and Invisible realm

Staring at the lonely sky, Isn’t it my lonely self?

Wanting to be Sirius, or is it greed?

Bled a million times yet it hurts every time

Learned to smile through my scars, hiding under a mask

Said that I am okay but why does my mirror lie?

Tryna compose a beautiful symphony

Hoping to find my epiphany.