Little did she know, she’ll metamorphose into a human like that.

A little braver, a little more independent.

People around her, tell her she’s no good,

People whom she had considered closer than blood.

Why do people try to push her down?

Toxic people spreading negativity around,

But she knows she is not bound.

It keeps her moving, keeps her together.

Yet she waits for the day, when her efforts actually count;

Awaiting for the day where all those people can hear her out loud.

She is in store of her own destiny of clouds.

She awaits.

Harshita

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