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!!!