I grew up old and lost my sight, I wish to see things more clear. But I guess there is loads of dirt on my eyes. I grew up old to a new world , A world they warned me about in story they read me at night. I grew up and things teared apart, And one day I woke up to the sunlight that showed me the darkness in the world of plight. I wish to stand on my feet, But I guess learning to walk wasn't just enough, They taught me all, But I grew up to someone I wished to be, Rather than the girl of their dream. I know I'm strong enough to fight, But I'm weak on my knees, you see! Cause I grew up with love, And dream of the ones who took great care of me. I question everynight to myself 'is this me?' Or what they wish to see, Confused just like you , And once more I cry myself to sleep. -priyanka sethi
~priyanka sethi No matter how many times, We understood that something was wrong, No matter what people think, We still choose to do wrong. In this not so quiet world , We choose to live life, Not the one we decided for ourselves, But the life, world thought was right. Stop a little, Think a little more, Deep inside yourself you will find a dead personality, People dressed in black here, They stood near a stone there, Each one's hiding a piece of confidentiality. Gone are the days when people protected you, Because all they want now is to decieve you, But be an optimist in this pessimist world. Be a example of refulegence. World aint a lie, people aint the world. There is more to this plight, So dont let the deception stop the fight.