Maturity comes, when I end up becoming reliant
fear of accepting weaknesses
when i felt like nothing for me is sufficient
Frantically, in small things searching for happiness

Saying No for eyerything
Makes me tired
Pretending to be happy every minute, it's like within a bee sting
Expecting others to understand without saying even word

Noone is alone, but still atlast finding ourselves crying inside the cushion for warmth
Maturity comes when i started ignoring my emotions for loved ones
Amusing for others
Living for others

-Deep_Emotions