It's time

I am tired of pretending that I don’t care.

No one’s made of porcelain, can’t feign.

This robe of indifference I refuse to wear.

How I’d hold back my fears and despair,

with a clumsy cork to block tears of pain.

I am tired of pretending that I don’t care.

Jolly good old days when I used to share,

without thinking twice about loss or gain.

This robe of indifference I refuse to wear.

To spirited voices which sounded unfair,

And fell prey to my opinion (hence remain),

I am tired of pretending that I don’t care.

What has this relation done to my flair

for expression? Each day shouts mundane.

This robe of indifference I refuse to wear.

Trapped and sapped is the feeling, I swear.

It’s time to express and de-stress again.

I am tired of pretending that I don’t care,

This robe of indifference I refuse to wear.