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



Outdated we get as the day consumes. It was just yesterday when I bowed My head before my mom as I scored a little lesser than she expected me to. The times she thought me those difficult words I’d find hard remembering. I remember opportunity was one of those. She helped me learn faster, my pace got better and better. Doing things myself just the way you thought how to.

And now to cope up you try speaking those difficult words, badly structured sentences. But ai laugh at your tries and not even help you speak them well. All life I haven’t learnt how to decode your smile. You still greet and treat me with one.
I promise to give you everything you deserve, this Sudden change in the journey is for better. I will try and give you Everything priceless, starting with Smile my mom ur precious.