My head and heart
Are often out of control,
A constant struggle
To wonder whether or not to do the untold.
The relentless banter
Keeps me awake at night
Weighing the wrongs,
Weighing the rights.
The heart flies high
In the sky, like a kite,
While the brain struggles
To bring it back to life.
I miss the harmony we shared ages ago,
When I wasn’t in a constant
State of dilemma, battling between
What I want and what I can have.
I miss the simplicity of life,
Where love was the strongest emotion,
And practicality was for the adults to worry about.
Days when I could wear my heart out on my sleeve,
Care with no worry.
I don’t want to look at the world
With the knowledge I have,
But with all the warmth I have gathered
From the people I’ve spent time with,
Who made me believe that
I could still be the child with
Her heart out in the open
For they will keep it safe for me
If I ever got it broken.
– Saara Mathur, Amity International School, Noida6 Likes