you are already lost
in the woods
you climb a tree to
situate yourself
you hope you'd find
your way back home
daddy is mad and
mommy is crying
the clouds are dark
and it is raining heavily
how cold your life
could be?
you'd wish you were not
alive
for as you tell me
life is loveless
and the path is a haze
life is a maze
and you have not found
the exit to all these
nuances of vibrant anxieties
i wish i could teach you
where to find the correct door
i have taught you once
but you never listened
i can do no more
i am helpless as a cat
outside the house
under the rain
i comfort myself with
the idea
that Life is the best
teacher
and now it is Life itself
that does
what is right under the
circumstances
uniquely you and
i wouldn't mind anymore
what happens next
for the meantime
i am taking my own journey
Life too is teaching me
Mindlessly....
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