Enigmatic familiar thoughts.... !!!

People call me mind turner

People call me entertainer

I wonder how I wonder why

I am not that true and why I lie

The closing day the drawing night

Making things hazy,blurring my sight

For those evenings and those nights

Were the most perfect and so bright

For I am proud I am still ones reason to smile

For I am proud I still have diamonds in my coal pile

But still while looking at the stars in the sky

I want to run away I want to fly

Fearless, boundless, full of life

The shades of color seems pale blue and grey

Nothing left ,but to pray

I can be the entertainer I can be mind turner

I can solve someone else’s problem later or sooner

But why cant I heal the wound in my head

Sometymes I feel like i love hugging the bodies dead…