We are not the same with the passing of the years, everything changes... We too, life is about that, about changes, we are never prepared for them, well, they arrive without prior notice. One day we are enjoying, tomorrow maybe not.
This year the fall felt much colder, but this time it was sad and empty. Life changed me, misfortune not only knocked on my door, it devastated it. How could I bear everything that happened? Honestly, I don't know, but one day someone told me: "Better times will come", that day I understood so many things, but above all I managed to see how strong I was, I just needed those words of breath that had been a long time ago, I hadn't listened.
𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐗 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧.
In a world that screams, I stand in despair,
My voice drowned out, lost in the air.
Chains of tradition tighten each day,
I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay.
Each breath I take feels heavy and torn,
Every mistake a scar I've worn.
I crave a sky where I can be free,
Away from the walls that imprison me.
For now, I sit with my heart in pain,
Silent, yet screaming, again and again.
Though shattered, a spark in me still survives,
Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.