Yesterday I was busy questioning my ability,
Today Thinking of future seems to be my necessity

In those days of friendship n prank,I was still trying to break up my silence n learn how to be frank

When my mates fell in love n suffer the break up sigh,
I was still wanting myself to be freed from that stole of shy

My soul wanted to rebel against those who cursed me for being not like others,
Still I held up my patience high for outsiders

My inner self ask me,is patience ur sword???
And I find myself out of words

From dreams to reality,I kept on walking n explored it deep,
I knew life had no reasons stored for me to weep

A really long journey of teen age,
 I tried my best to release emotions out of that cage

But my need and pride of always being right,
Helped the cage to held my struggling wings tight

Seeing those kids enjoy everything,
I feel the immense pain of the fun missing

From kites to pocket money,
Short skirts to boyfriend as honey,
I lost everything that's funny

Maybe all this made me unique,
But not certainly weak....

I m like others,I can run,I can walk,I can fly
Yes I can laugh,I can giggle,I can cry

Turning 19,
I can't demand to get back my age of teen,
But I can enjoy life like I regret nothing

And feeling to end up the further questioning of ability,
N restrain myself from future's thought,
Cause all this seems to bring in futility..

© Rifat Parween
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