My Digital Diary

Many a times I don't behave as I feel inside... At times I look strong on surface I overcome problems in a blink I can fight any difficulty And, I can make others feel I don't need them.... But, the truth is When I look the strongest I'm the weakest deep down I wear a layer of invisible shield That hides my delicate soul That's scared of the cruel world... At times... I look so weak on surface I need someone feeding me I want someone hugging me I fail to even make myself a coffee And, I can't make my tears stop even at the slightest hitch... But, the truth is When I look the weakest I'm the strongest deep down My delicate face hides everything The ready-to-face-all-hurdles self The determination and strength inside... But then, it's just me... Li'l strange, li'l predictable Li'l crazy, li'l reliable But always ready to Face life, exactly the way it comes... Yes, it's just me...the weird but real me...