what you expect from a 14 years old child who was barely mature
The fear of getting hurt again I buried alive the angle inside me I killed that pure soul of mine....
I beacome the demon of my own life
Why!?
beacuse a weak fragile boy can't rule the world he can't be powerful.......
I still remember how the word begin "PERFECT" echoes in my ears
I did I tried my best
I beacome a perfect son....a perfect brother.......a perfect friend.....a perfect student
But did I beacome the best version of myself??
no!
I give up on my dreams beacuse I didn't wanted my siblings to give up on there dreams
I left my dream to be a writer and start handling business
My dad was happy
coz I was his "PERFECT" son who will just obey him like a puppy
I'm not complaining about my life .........but sometimes I wish to those spring days to comeback
when I first saw him
He beacome.... the reason of my spring
but it's the rule of nature that once spring start it won't stay forever
and he also didn't
I'm just waiting
waiting this winter to finish...... those flowers to bloom agian.....I'm just staying here little bit more waiting for spring to comeback and bloom my life agian
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