From an Emotional Fool
It’s been only a few days,
I felt a million worldly rays.
I am fake my existence is no,
Soil’s statue would be there so.
Emotional fool they called me,
I don’t know in love how to be.
Goodness exists in me not,
To badness I give clear shot.
Broken relations get recreations,
Move on with time having celebration.
Stay with whom you want to,
Go and Get yourself,
Real eyes to realize the real lies.
Submitted by Oliver William.