Our hearts conceal many a void,
Deep and unseen,
Vacant wants we avoid,
Yearning to be unsealed
Unheard longings,
Silenced by world,
With time, turning into voids.
Cherished at times, ignored
A thousand times,
They wait for ages
Like birds in cages
Many have I met along the way,
Some who betrayed, some who stayed,
None could decode my voids, deep.
The world knows me by a name,
I call myself another,
I am but the sum of all my voids