I look myself at the mirror, and I smile,
There are so many words one would say,
But I say it not; but to give a smile.
How life tousle and tack…
Throwing back through memories’ lane,
Bringing forth to present day,
To hear what they say about me; I smile.
I smile because my mouth couldn’t
Bring out the words my mind has formed,
I smile needles their thoughts;
I know what I am, of who I am.
So I smile as a response; I am better,
…And happier needless your thought.
N.B: I am so sorry everyone for not posting anything for like a week.. Wasn’t feeling well