Nineteen-The End of Teenhood
She was just a teen girl,
When she got to know this cruel world.
And now her friends are only five,
That charming girl is no more alive.
She looked in the mirror ,
As she knew mirror never lie;
Finds herself lonely in the corner,
And wanted herself to die.
The pain she endure is not reel,
She's just hiding how she feel;
The smile on her face is just a mask,
Like artificial flowers in the flask.
People told her keep yourself neet and clean,
Now she need to behave coz she's nineteen.
And then she realised this cruelty has no brake,
The world is brutal and people are fake.
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