I believed in the myths...
I was scared of hell and heaven,
That broken you which went missing,
Those little lies I told,
Reminded me of the after life in hell.
I grew up to the world of words,
I started reading everything.
But when I left those textbooks behind,
They stopped me from reading.
I began reading in fear.
I grew up with my cousins,
Everyone had their siblings.
They were far from each other.
I had no one to lean on.
There began , the fear of being lonely.
I grew up to the age of trouble teens,
Everyone had a love story...
Everyone was admired but I wasn't...
Braces, long oily hair plaited into two
Gave way to fear of being not loved.
I grew up to life,
Uncertain and ongoing,
Inevitable changes and mind battles,
Now that I know life,
Fear of life engulfs me.
Deep inside, I never wanted to grow up.
I am aware of the phases left,
I am scared of the life ahead.
Fear makes it dead.
Life is to live.
Breathe once again...
Smiling at life,
Find the soul within,
And read yourself.
Life will find you.