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Jun 2019
I want to confess that I don't like
Crowd. I hate crowd and parties
And all social events
As those are the times when
I feel the loneliest.
I want to confess that
I have this childhood fear
That I'll have an ordinary life,.
That my dreams are too big for myself,
I won't experience miracle moments,
I won't become someone people look upto,
And I'll end up as just another face.
I want to confess that sometimes
I miss my grandmother's stories
Where by the end,
the protagonist boy always got
What he wanted, just because
He did not lose his morals.
But the last time I asked her,
she felt embarassed as
She couldn't remember those anymore
And I'll never hear them again.
I want to confess,
That I still have memories of those days
When you used to play dead and I panicked.
A life without you still has no purpose.
And I want to confess that I cry and I laugh,
I cry when I'm watching movies,
I cry when I feel hurt,
I cry a lot,
But I laugh in situations I'm not supposed to.
Naveen Tiwari
Written by
Naveen Tiwari  M/India
     Jayantee Khare and Bogdan Dragos
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