Victory
Doing in days
Thinking at nights
About all those truths and lies
Intending what else I would have said
Or what I should have not
There's millions of thoughts
In this immature modest mind
Which I want to express wholly
But I'm scared
Scared of those interpretations
Those silly and senseless versions
Restraining is challenging
And so am I
Though It would be hard to walk alone
But it's what life is all about
It's like walking barefoot on the thorns
Which will hurt you more in every step you take
And the time you complete walking this path full of prickles
Life will turn into a bed of roses
Welcoming you with all hearts open
Overwhelming you with all comforts
And that
That will be the moment of celebration
Celebration of your victory!!!
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