When i was younger
I had so much to hide
People asked me questions
Questions which i couldn't answer
I was so weak
So weak that i couldn't even say a word
I always used to face down
And made up some stories
Just to hide
Hide my expression
So that they wouldn't catch me
Cause if they catch me
I'd lose something
Something that was important to me at that time
Time changed
Priorities changed
People changed
I changed
There were questions from the past in everyone's head
But this time i had so much to say
That to eye to eye
Cause i was stronger
Stronger like a storm
And they could see that burning
Flame in my eye.
Note: Do something that makes u stronger rather than weaker.
Weakness is the reason why we cant keep our heads high........