I have this thought.
When I were..
sixteen,
eighteen,
and 19 years old.
I wish I could go back in time
and sit quietly next to my younger self.
Asking her if she's really happy and having a good time.
Apologizing for all the dreams that didn't come true.
And thank her for all the happy memories that she created
And I will be doing that,
When I'm 80years old,
because that will be my younger self.
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My Liberation Notes
कविताA book for all the introvert depressed people out there who struggling a lot. Who always question their existence, what their purpose and worth. I hope this would reach and help you to heal at some point by acknowledging your pain and sufferings. ...
