Kerma

the quite little girl was always introverted
if you could have met her in the past
you would have found her in a dark room, alone
in the school, detached from everyone, living
in her own made up world, in her head
at the rooftop stargazing, sitting on the bare floor
sometimes crying in her miseries or talking
to oneself.

she made it alone through years, camouflaged
now she thinks, how different things would have been if only she had done the things she loved
not caring about others and felt the joy which was meant for her.

i wish she do live the moments in life now own,
the way she wants, the way that brings her thrills,
the way she craves, the way it doesn’t depends on others.