Happiness is Madness

Happiness is..
Sneaking out early from office,
To sit in a rickety bus back home,
Looking at an early sunset,
From a pollution induced fog,
Listening to 'Ikk Kudi' on repeat,
With wind blowing hair onto you face,
Pretending to be the saddest girl/poem/being on earth.
😂
#dramaqueenforever

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