By Promise Olamilekan ODEJIDE
Everyone thinks I'm happy, living peacefully
But how can I tell them that
Sorrow lies in the bosom of my heart
And sadness clings to my soul?
How can I tell them, I desisted from alcohol,
And I'm fooling myself in the mirror,
Speaking positive words while thorns
Of depression choke my peace of mind?
How can I tell them that my soul no longer
Wishes to live like a human but to vanish in the thin air,
I want to live among the celestial bodies,
That wander in peace, joy, and unity.
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