Hot Summer Days

Hot summer days,

In the month of August,

Waking up with the ray of sun,

Going to bed while the sun is still shining,

Trying to sleep hard,

But the warmth will not let you sleep,

Sweating all over your body,

Hoping the sky to cry.

Some people be enjoying the sun,

While some don't wanna get out,

Some go to the beach,

While some are scared of the sunburn,

Some are wearing shorts and tops,

While some are still in their hoodies,

Trying to hide their scars from the world.

Many people love summer,

But some people hate it as even,

They hate warmth,

Cause then they can not wear full clothes,

They are afraid,

That the world might question them,

Or they would make fun of their biggest insecurities,

Hot summer days,

Mid-nights,

When those people can not sleep,

So when they are alone,

They finally can wear shorts,

They know,

That time no one will judge them.

Summer,

It's not same for everyone,

People don't understand it,

When I say to someone,

That I hate summer,

They remain to be shocked,

What's so bad or special about it?

I think,

They say,

Its the best season,

But they don't try to understand,

That not everything is good for everyone,

Winter is my favourite season,

The season of my birth,

But when anyone says,

They do not like winter,

I remain silent,

Cause I know everyone has their own comfort,

But I'm always waiting for the day,

When I will find someone,

Who understands why I hate summer.

Maybe I'm not the only one,

Who feels insecure on summer,

And always have bad times during it,

Maybe I'll find someone, just like me,

Till then,

I pray to god,

People will not question me about my choice,

And try to understand better,

Cause deep down,

I'm tired of answering them,

Why I hate summer.