Things that trouble;
Makes me mad,
Makes me sad,
Leaves me without confidence.
Memories which are old are strong,
Memories which are scary are heavy,
But if it is an amalgamation;
They will never leave you.
I cry, I scream, I shout
And what do I do
I ultimately hurt myself.
I was left in utter confusion.
No one there to help me out,
To calm me down,
To make me smile.
Something is always there
To set me back
And this time it is disguised as time itself.
What happens after decades?
Things that trouble,
Teaches me to fight,
Teaches me to express,
Teaches me to make my weaknesses as my strength.
Ultimately, makes me stronger
-PK
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