Life facts and childhood

When I was younger, I was older fascinate Maybe it was because I was scared of the facts I had won. I had found this invention. There were only two facts in life at that time. One was fear and the other was crying helplessly.

Fear of darkness, fear of being alone, fear of scattering of lifeless toys. Helplessness of not being able to take off the kite stuck in the tree. Life would have been just like that of childhood. It seemed that if I see some more springs of life, I will become strong. Life will make me brave. But when I grew up, I saw that it was all a mirage. She keeps her head down, she is always helpless. Far from being brave, it also increases the fear of life.

I used to be afraid of the darkness outside, but now the dark soul is frightening.

The fear of being alone in a crowded world is still scary today.

It used to scare the scattering of inanimate toys, now it scares the scattering of living people.

Helplessness still cries like before, but now the wounds are healed so that there is evidence.

In the past, people used to smile when they saw an airplane. Today, life weeps over the air bombardment.

Someone’s paradise, when he turns to paradise, cries out for his helplessness. But the difference now is that the heart is beaten deeply because life has not kept the games for adults as taught by the mother. Earlier, when the cat was hungry, it used to cry. Now, those innocent faces cry more than covering their bodies There is a desire to fill the fistula.

I am moved by the flowers that can sob at the sight of my young mother’s begging on my father’s body.

The broken strings of relationships are still weeping.

My eyes are filled with tears by a person who has a lover, who may have a million, but in the hope of an understanding person, he cuts off his life.

Life makes me cry and frighten more than I did when I was a child. It shows its cruelty.

I think under the guise of all this, even in my childhood and even today, I am afraid of breaking my heart.

The only thing that scares me is that if my mother reads all this, she will shed tears that her young lion is afraid to face the realities of life.