The things they'll never know.... While studying when my thoughts would overwhelm me... I'd make poems out of them and etch them on the last pages quietly... When my words wouldn't have the nerve to find physical forms.... I'd write letters and pour in them my sighs, regrets, hopes and storms.... When my heart would battle with my mind and cease my lips..... I'd fill the Notes app on my phone with pieces of myself in bits..... When life would become a cloak of darkness I'd be scared of...... I'd beg in whispers to the stars to lend me the light of the cosmos...... When I'd find empty hands, plain cream walls alone with me....... His words and mine, plus my tears were my only company. They'd never know this side of me, I'll show them smiles and smiles only.... I'll cry behind doors and struggle alone, This journey, this story, this side, it's mine alone.