Poem On Life

It's the new game We all play, during childhood for fun And in adulthood for hiding our pains The game's called hide seek For every question raised We answer i am fine For all we know, it's so untrue But to make other person fine Our cries are so louder Yet unheard, for it cries in the heart The pillow knows all the truth, as it's always close When we are down The reason may be personal The reason may be professional But all in all we all running for The unending game of hide and seek We all are in a race to make other person feel happy Not knowing for smeone else We are also other person And in all this race, our efforts to make Evryone happy, but at the end of the day we ourselves are unhappy Why this fake smile, Why this fake care Are we really happy Be it circumstance Or be it the person For the truth is still a mystery.