& being immensely shattered within.
Applauding for everyone
& longing myself.
Joking around
& wailing all alone myself.
Participating in every major battle
& all defeated by myself.
Comforting every way I could
& miserable by myself.
Giving all that I have
& left empty inside.
Calming each who sobbed
& weeping myself.
The irony being these assumed lines
& all this being the certainty by itself.
