It affected me to a greater extent
As I felt my maturity
Was no more on a stage to pretend.
I was overwhelmed by the thought
As I sensed the death of childishness
And movement of my mind,abroad.
I Cherished my new growth
And explained my budding heart
That the beauty of fountain
Could not be found in souls full of loathe.
Depression arrives depending on the expectation level,
But all are so morally ill
That they expect extra than what they feel.
The day we realize this
We become our own world's miss.
We don't need any event to live life
As by perceiving we reach the end of the knife.
This leads to the path of new life
Where we credit everyday in our account,
Some happiness without any scar of bribe.
