Hope

There was a girl, I once knew
She loved to be careless and free
She knew no limits, no boundaries
That little girl, she used to be me

Every day she would wake up with a smile on her face
And every night she would go to sleep amazed
Amazed how the world so big could be so giving
She wondered where she should start to make a living

When years passed by, she knew not how
She changed to become, what I am now

Suddenly the world seemed different
Suddenly the world seemed small
She always asked herself one question
Where did I go wrong?

Every day it’s the same old story
Another junkie on the street
Every criminal wants his glory
So they hate, rape or cheat

I always wondered if I could make a difference
Would the world then still be the same?
What if I caught hold of all my friends
Could we make a difference then?

No matter how much I thought about it
I always ended up with the truth
I’m not that little girl anymore
I’m an adult who is taught to be mute

And with this I must end this poem
Hoping someday either you or I will be that little girl again
And create a future that we once knew
A future with lesser pain

And then my little girl can be careless and free
With no limits and no boundaries, I’ll be proud to say she’s just like me

(c) Copyright 2010 Deepa Seshadri