Hafsa Qureshi - weakest heart

people think that i am brave
but no one finds my innest grave

i am the one pretending to be strong
don't even realise what's wrong

away i want to go with no fears
no friend or family to give me tears

these faces torture me
or perhaps trying to kill me

wanna lose my self in some mysterious old see
or be as busy as an old bee

Hafsa Qureshi

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