Sometimes you become quite selfish
When you cocoon yourself
With your eccentricities, he complained
I feel frustrated
When I cannot reach you
Concerned about your well being
I withdraw to save myself
And others
Without hurting their sentiments, she replied
I relapse into depression
Dry my heart
Till its emptied with nothingness
And then I collect myself
Bouncing back to normalcy
Its not my selfishness, dear
Its self healing
Amongst the prevailing chaos
Stay with me
In my silence
Stay with me
Even when I find my voice.
Stay with me
Even when I find my voice.
@LR
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