Dependence

Shift in dependence I am not used to make myself up

I never would write

Hardly walked a step and was carried.around

Afraid to cross the roads when you guided me safe

But the winds have changed
I take walks alone with a bunch of myselves running my head
Beside season of help and helplessness

I like the ink when I write about you

Tried crossing roads to be hit by driving

As am independent now i just get back dusting myself up

And say sorry sir , I am learning

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