Under the pretty sky ,
You and I ,
Holding hands ,
Listening songs of our favourite bands .
Something felt right ,
There was no sign of fright .
Winter breeze ,
Beside the sea .
A walk on the sand ,
With our bodies tanned .
Talking about life ,
And sharing stories of how we survived .
Falling in love with eachother’s soul ,
Standing together like a pole .
I open my eyes and realize it was a dream ,
No wonder why so perfect it seemed .

Something was messed up in my head ,
I couldn’t even sleep properly in my bed .
I didn’t understand the feeling ,
I thought I needed some sort of healing .
But ,
I was scared ,
I was scared about what people will say or how will my family react or what if my friends stop talking to me ,
But I knew I had to do something ,
Because it wasn’t about the people , my family or my friends
It was about me .
So ,
I decided I’d to fight it off ,
And ignored all the sarcastic scoffs .
And I did exactly what I was supposed to do ,
I didn’t care at all about people to woo .
I stood up tall ,
Even after the hardest fall .
I collected the broken pieces of my soul ,
Even after a lot of trolls .
I fought ,
I fought bravely with my anxiety and depression ,
I completed all my sessions .
Finally ,
I overcame that feeling ,
Without denying or concealing .
I am so proud of myself ,
This wouldn’t have been possible without help .
Lets all promise to accept our own flaws ,
No one cares because , not accepting it is our own loss .