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Mar 2014
I maybe too new to this world
but my goals aren't
Do not you judge from my age
numerics are deceptive you know

Sorrow,
sigh
why no trust?

Do not consider me the guilty
neither my words,  nor my intentions lie.
Painful it is,
to get such a treatment.
But my tears maybe
a theatrical prop for you.

I'm the sole recipient of pain,
For you it must all go in vain.
But it is the ******* reality
"TheStoryOfMyLife"

My owners neglect
my views,
my feelings,
my thoughts.
For  me this gives my life
droughts.
So, I'm the sole recipient of such neglect.
Today I accomodate in this
world-wide-room
"MyApparentWorld" .

Hoping this dark night to pass,
giving way to some ray of sunshine
and a pinch of rainbow.
--this is the story of a young boy who is struggling to explain his actions to his parents( who are referred to as their owners).
He is unfortunately unable to express and is stuck in his room, in search of happiness.
Paridhi Sharma
Written by
Paridhi Sharma  india
(india)   
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