Between the nostalgia of my childhood
Something unendurable within
Tried hard to show my concern
Dragged back by their words
I came here to share my wounds
Missed the life I could have had
Who has the power to go back
Always mistaken to an edge
They thought I deliberately do the actions
Who will tell them I was brave
Until they shattered me into drops
Now I know how to flow
I will dive without compelling any ripples
One thing remained from that life
Scars of their thoughts
Now I do not show my mind
Cause I know their way of thoughts
They will ween over my words as they want
Such jarring words have torn my soul apart
Made me rethink about my own worth
At some point I believed your malarkey quotes
And lead my life on your notion
As a child I could have believed in tales
You never let me by your words
I came here to share my wounds
Missed the life i could have had
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