Growing up, as it is..

I was at first given a world of my own

Where I was safe in a cocoon

It was like a dewy morning

But soon it was noon

My eyes were unaccustomed to the world as it is

My mind didn’t know how to make wrong from right

Yet I was placed in this merciless world

And it felt like a dead silent night

Every judgement needed approval

Every wrong-doing hidden

And it is now that I realize

That the cocoon, with the first step was long broken

I had changed and so had my perceptions

I didn’t have only laughing and crying as emotions

I had long learnt many more,

I had long grown to fit into this cruel world,

And gulped all that is to it in stages, in portions....