Once, I’d read something that says,
“Growing up means growing apart.”
Then a thought came by days
Maybe that’s why I grow from afar
From the tens of kinds I look alike
No one dares to hold my spike
Who am I certainly to be cared of?
I’m just no one whom they used to doff
Hiding, mourning, and weeping,
What a fruitless being I must be?
Wilderness that hugs me while growing,
“Can I still possess blossoms with glee?”
I thought I had forgotten
But it all came back again
Whenever the winter comes and binds
I remember my sufferings as a human kind
Why does devoting have to be wrong?
When all I want is not to be a foe
For my demons that lock me too long
I’m begging you, “Please let me go?”
But behind those fears and tears
I have to fight my demons alone
I’ll risk my pain that yields for years
And gonna face the big unknown.
~@!$0n🖤🌷
