Trust is like a jewellery
It's really expensive to one person
Giving it to others is like giving your soul away

I didn't gave my soul away but expected some belief
But I am a plant who suffered the tornado even before I was born
Tornado didn't cause me injury but gave me a lot to think about
Does my identity give name to my existence?

Am I a mere holder of life and not survivor of it?
Do I not have the right to let my wings open and fly in the immense sky?

I suffered even before I was born
I experienced which resulted in my own loss
People around me shaped me, made me into someone whose reflection I don't recognize

I am am survivor not an enjoyor
I have seen a lot, experienced a lot way before my age
I am a hypocrite because I lost my real self way before I recognized it
Only humans understands the pain other being goes through
But only an animal can be sated in someone's death

Life taught me something which I can never forget
But it taught me at the cost of myself which I can never forgive
I wanted to live but now I only survive
I survive as I owe someone's trust
I survive to prove that I can still survive...