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.