From being a kid of innocence,
To a girl of confusion,
Where situation make you to act as matured to be woman,
But the reality is you’re the drive of waves in the ocean.

Most of them says what to do and what not,
But none of them ask what you actually wanted to be;

Every movement I think of time,
It just flew like air;
But I never realized that its still with me,
In the form of breeze.

Always wanted to share at least a bit of depth,
But I just stop because there is no...