She loved her mom,
She loved her dad,
Atleast she tried to..
But with love came responsibilities & duties,
Her writing slowly took a backbench,
She was left aloof on life’s big trench..
It is important to walk with others,
yet it is important to also express & be yourself,
She wondered aloud,
If the world termed as “proud”…
But she did not want to disappear into the crowd..
She wanted breathing space,
She wanted learning space,
She wanted flying space,
yet she knew she must leave behind no trace…
There was none who understood her pace!!!