of all the things she left behind
that she didn't look back twice to see
she knew she'd miss, the eternal bliss
of saying "this place belongs to me"
of all the memories she had shared
with those she's known for ages
she kept those, she could hold close
and free herself from the cages
of all the love she'd gathered from
those who were part of her
she took it all, to later recall
the affection and the cheer.
she leaves today not to be free,
but to be bound for it would be long
until she'd see the old fantasy
to which she once belonged.
one last look into her history
takes her back to days well spent
among her peers, amid all cheer
but with tears she was sent...
only to grow, only to live
only to live a life anew
she walked out into the sunshine
and into a new life she grew....
Knowing Me...
- Aakriti Anand
- If I say I'm just a teenager leading a life as normal as it can get, I sort of defy what I stand for. Its not all that easy but it has its moments. I like those moments when they come along and they bring with them a significant amount of emotion, which I only began expressing in words at age 7. Since then, its all about the writing. It gets to certain people and some just don't get it! But I think that its important for me to write because that is maybe the only talent that exists in me [not denying the presence of good enough speech to win a few here and there =P] There is little I know and there is much I simply yap about but I make sure that if its really got to be said, it better be said, however in the wrong or right. I feel much. There are lot of things I plainly observe and those are sort of the things that I adore writing about. I'm inspired by minute details and small things that have a huge impact much later on. There is much more to me that most know and many have bothered not about. Not like I want them to. But I'd like to be known. And that's what I think I stand for, being known beyond what is known. =D
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