War will be over one day .
It hurts when I see my parents,
their stare and expectations are drowning me .
It hurts when I see myself , falling apart ,
where's the girl in me ?
Who was so energetic and now it's draining me .
How far I 've come ? I lost my innocence .
I was forced to see the real faces.
Everything is changing , life is just passing by .
However there is nothing changed in my life.
I am still fighting ,I don't know how long,
I have to fight this war with my thoughts.
I still cannot believe it, how miserable I 've become .
My dream won't just be left as a dream .
I am scared. I hope this feelings fades away.
I know I am having hard time but, I 'll try my best not to waste my life. One day I am going to look back and say ,
"Thank god I didn't give up ."
I 'll keep going. No matter what's on my way.
This war will be over one day.
__ Poonam
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