Is It My Fault That I Can’t Give Words To What I Feel?
Is It A Lie If I Struggle
To Give Those Memories Words?
Am I Invalid Just Because
It Is A New Thing For You?
Or Am I Crazy Just Because
You Haven’t Been This Way?
To Tell You The Truth
I Am Not Crazy Just Because
You Do Not Understand That
Night Speaks To Me,
I Am Not Invalid Just Because
You Are Busy And Occupied With Mundaneness.
I Am Not A Lie If Night cries With Me
By Remembering The Struggles Of The Past And This Very Moment.