Here's to the feelings of the grief that I can't express, but I must write it down and bury it like I never said. How did I came here ? What lead me to this path? Trying to figure out every little piece that gives me a breath. Here's to the feelings of the grief that I can't express. Don't read it as a poetry because it has no sense, like all our lives we are living clueless and plain. How did I reach here ? Asking this question millions of times to myself, I took my bag and left my land. With a grief in my heart and passion in my veins, I left my home to find myself again. No hands to hold, no shoulder to cry on then my journey of life began, with new people and reality, I entered in a new country crossing all the lanes. Who is she? Why she is so strong? Asked people who couldn't stand. Here's to the feelings of the grief that remained the same. What do I want from my life, where is my way? I kept asking myself and walked towards the sane, facing the reality of the world where nothing was magical that I thought it may. Here's to my life, a girl with a heavy heart and strong brain.
