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Sep 2014
missing my comfort
when i was girl of two...
no expectations and nothing to do...

today i am called grown up
and also wise...
can think of my rights and wrong..
and also what to decide...
but will somebody listen to me
that who am i...
and what i want to decide..  

i miss the comfort i had as a kid...
but this doesnt means i want to get rid
i still have person loving me most..
but these expectations makes life as a fear of ghost...
this is the way i miss my days when i was a girl of two
Written by
Gracecharlie  india
(india)   
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