What we think as correct
Is inappropriate in their eyes
Our perspective towards life
Is nothing more than a trash can
Our talks were silenced then
By using the cloak of we being kids
So why question the reap now
When we can't have a conversation, deep
Words have a killer blow
Mightier than any sword
You will never understand
For you only give what you inherited
Things are changing at lightning speed
Neither you are open to it,
Nor do you try to understand it
Intentions are clear
Realisation is also there
But in a different way
Your approach is in one way
You forget to explore beyond the horizons
For there is a world beyond the stars
And hope is alive, even in the dark
Never learnt to appreciate, but
You know the trick to demoralise
Difficult it becomes to stand again
When going is made tough by the close ones
We suffer more in imagination, out of fear
Then what it is in reality
Hoping for a miracle, a ray of hope
Something to hold on to scale the mighty slopes
-SR.
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