Past

Today's the day, I see the world differently.


When I was young, I see the world as cruel and lonesome.


I don't see the reason of birth and life.


I was beaten and torn within my family


no love


no respect


and no words.


I would go to school with bruises, scars and tears.


I see the society with glances of curiosity.


Curiosity; My life is too complex to comprehend, Fetus as I was. I saw the strength and hope to survive.


What I see, the sight of the world with tears and despair in my eyes.


I see a world with a system, and a rank.


I was always the lower rank.


I was always the slave and I was always used for their anger.


I do not understand this malicious intent.


why do I suffer?


why am I blamed?


Do I not have the right to say a name?


I did not do any wrong and I always listened to their commands.


Then, as time moved on.


I grew sick and tired of this hate.


My knowledge grew.


I realized if I let them commit hurtful acts to me, they will stop.


They saw the sight, they saw my sight, my tears and they felt the sorrow.


I see how the essence of time changes that.


I see how it will take time and effort.


The world can change.


The world will be different.


Now, I see the world in a different perspective.

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