GROWING UP ALONG

Growing up thinking that life is a beautiful fairytale.

I grew up thinking that there is nothing I can fall.

I grew up showing how strong I am in front of the people.

Growing up to show in help, that I’ll always be available.

I never thought that I am weak growing up strong.

Weak because I can’t show how’s life going all along.

To show bravery, I always want to make people happy.

Show how happy I am so they would not even worry.

I never thought that being strong will take me down.

Yet every time I am alone my face will get frown.

Showing bravery yet no one even see what’s my worth.

I never knew being strong, I won’t see the real world.

I never cry in front of people, in front of everyone.

Crying at night, being happy in the morning and move on.

Seeing how much lies was my childhood brought me here.

Now the strong one is having lots of fear.

-Travesty

God Bless Us..

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