Tomorrow, the finals start with the computer exam and I’m not worried. In fact, I’m the most relaxed person on earth (is it becoming too much??!!). I’ve completed my syllabus and therefore I am online to post yet another entry…
All right, I just penned down yet another poem.

Why do you say stuff, which you don’t mean?
Why do you feel the way you feel?
It’s not true and perhaps, you even know-
All the fake things you’re making up.
One thing’s clear though-
You don’t have a clue
Of what I’m going through.
When truth lies right there,
What is all your pretence for?
And then, why the sudden honesty?
Every time I’m put through it,
It hits me harder.
Every time you do that…