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My Childhood adultship
With every striking stone
I grow older and older .
With every crying
my heart becoming darker and stronger
All these silent needles making my voice louder and shriller
With the hiking count of haters
my book getting moxie with lessons
All those sweet horrible nights
and after that!!
heavier days upright
but still I am alright
All those striking ton
transposing me
from being not okay
to be okay
with a hurted heart
Okay with getting stiff
Ok with weepy eyes
Okay with never ending hatred
Okay with ever standing trouble
with every Mishap,
my diary getting heavier and older
© ---AFNAN SIDDIQUE .
I grow older and older .
With every crying
my heart becoming darker and stronger
All these silent needles making my voice louder and shriller
With the hiking count of haters
my book getting moxie with lessons
All those sweet horrible nights
and after that!!
heavier days upright
but still I am alright
All those striking ton
transposing me
from being not okay
to be okay
with a hurted heart
Okay with getting stiff
Ok with weepy eyes
Okay with never ending hatred
Okay with ever standing trouble
with every Mishap,
my diary getting heavier and older
© ---AFNAN SIDDIQUE .
