The Peekaboo Life
This is only a reminisce of life and the things we believed and never questioned while growing, only to realise much later that it isn't the actual reality.
I hope it finds you well.
They told me life is pure joy and happiness
They made me think nothing is that serious
They showed me everything good and beautiful
I believed them because I loved them
I saw nothing for what it really was
I was happy till I grew up
I want to blame it all on them
I was a child after all
Going by just the rules set for me
Accepting anything and everything
Living by the things I hear rather than what’s real
But I know I’m to blame as much as them
I failed to ask the right questions
Now, all I do is hide
From the pain and disappointments
I’ve become too weak to face it all
I only observe from a window
Seeing everything in black and white
While wallowing in defeat
I need a saviour but I know it’s wasted
I cannot look anyone in the eye anymore
Failure is me as I am it
Even a miracle will not be good enough
I’m too ashamed to even try
The opening on my window is my safe haven
