The world

Every day I try to become the one who will love to smile,
But being a selanophile, I love nights.
Whenever I walk through the roads,
The stares make me feel like I am a rose but with 'thorns'.

Those people make different opinions and different views,
But it hurts when it comes from someone I knew.
Can't cry out loud
So the starry sky sometimes feels like a drought.

I always try to avoid , but the world stands as if it's yelling at me for my cons and pros.
I seemed to fear,
But the world around me seems so unreal.

One day I'll shout,
From the top of the mountain ridge,
That day I'll smile out loud,
And that day the whole world will listen to my sound.