Treasure Island

Surabhi Samant


Happiness


Coloured balloons
Soap bubbles
Sandy shinning beaches
I just want to hide among all happiness

Where my jeans doesnt bothers me
My size doesnt matters anymore
And expressions are just not tagged
I just want to hide in such solace

Where there is someone
Watching me be happy
Not asking to do anything
Just be there by my side
Just to watch me be happy
I want hide among these people

Just hide among all happiness
where my sadness doesnt have access
Where im just a kid
with no knowledge of world
I want to get back in such skin

Submitted: Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, April 29, 2014

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