Falling....

Its not been many years down the road
But they make u feel its been a long long time.
Its time now they understood who u r.
The little boy isn't around anymore.

They never asked you how things were.
Expected u to just tell them everything.
But what they never saw was that little seed of anger ready to bloom any day.
You wanted your way and they,theirs.
Since you didn't talk that much,it made things hard.
Hard to arrive at a compromise.

So you went your way, and they went theirs.
Occasionally your roads would meet.
And an outburst would be inevitable.
A volley of screams and incoherent words would follow.
Things haven't changed, they still look the same.
Just that you keep praying for no more of it
In the days that are yet to come.

But after all this time,yes you have grown.
From that lonely kid in that green colored room to a lonely man in the same.
The others don't seem to bother, and get on with their ways.
You try to follow suit, but end up lonely again.
It's all a lie you convince yourself
But all you do in fact,is hide yourself.
There are reasons to be out there, be free and let it rain.
But the lies have made you cynical of what is actually sane.