I was small, I thought I'm gonna be alright
Never thought I'm gonna pass through that ugly site
I remember how I was pushed to lose that winning fight
Growing age taught me,"slow down! troubles are at height"
I panicked but I knew, Every day comes after night
But I've started to get confused now, doubting every bite
Don't know if the key's silence or fighting for my right
My story seems now blank, not even black just white !
Back then, when I was a kid, I was happy flying kite
Even now I've got the brain but it's useless without might
Bearing suffering ensures me a thing—my future's bright
Author's Notes;
A glimpse into the dark tunnel of everyone's life where it hits hard and harder!
About the Creator
Maryam Batool
Life already feels like 28!
I write what I believe in
Life's HARD, trust me! I'm already a little tired. But, I gotta live anyway!
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