Call me by my names

 
There is a time when waking up in the morning felt like a must,
forgetting myself while pleasing everyone was like a game I used to enjoy,
loving the family i found myself in and listening to the songs i like the most
was the best feeling ever.
I didn't realize neither the courage it takes to become mature at an early stage
Nor the fact that priorities change overtime.
maybe I should have read it in books but am not a library person,
if I were to ask I could have asked my grandpa whom I didn’t get chance to meet.

It takes time to leave your walls,
after noticing that everything you used to know is far from the truth.
You feel betrayed  by the surroundings,
after realizing that the names they call you has no meaning at all.
I even wonder what is real on this world,
Is it Being called a sibling and they kick you out of  their home the next morning?
or it is being called a child and having both parents but you find yourself sleeping under the road,
Or it is being called a good employee and they replace you the morning you called in sick, or may be
 it is being called the love of their life and you end up dying in their memory when they are still alive.

Life is soo challenging especially to those who think that its always a pass,
Noooo darling,failing is real, depression is real,death is real.,
 they gave you promises but they can’t accomplish them,
yes you worked soo hard for them and they are achieving their dreams but it was all about them,
Your existence has been a blessing to them but when will you live for yourself.?
life is not  about hanging around , its about creating the reasons to live for.
It feels scary because it is unfamiliar,not because you are incapable.