Autonomy

I wish to see the world as I did before...

I have crossed the bridge of puberty

Thinking...

I must be a different person from yesterday

I see things unnoticed by many

Whatever may happen,

what will be, will be

A lie is different from what I have known

A smile has thousands of explanations

People come and go

And here I am...

Left with no one but my own

Is this the fruit of maturation?

Or is it nothing but a mere reflection?

Childhood taught me positivity

Adolescence emerged...

And brought me reality

Once happy and lively

Turned into melancholy

I was robbed

And this time

I was left with change...

Autonomy

Author's Note

Coping up with changes may be difficult but, there is always a way. Have the courage to look for it...