Child-Like (In) Dependency Poem by Low Li Ling Jasmine

How long can I remain as a child
To rely on these hands to guide me through the maze of life
Someday, they will let go too

Entrenched in dependence, i cling on
Imploring the last warmth before it's gone
What's going to left of me, without a place to go

Reality won dreams by a notch
I decided to flap my wings and fly out of this cage
Although my heart ached with profound loss, i know it's for the best

I wore a mask of warrior with practiced ease
To tackle the ugly tide of fear and insecurity that poison my blood
So people would praise me for not being the child to worry about

Without much intent, I roughly grasped the significant of independency
So did it mean I have grow up?
Like a child, i fought the compulsion to snuggle into a protective embrace, a shoulder to fall back on

I came to this world alone
I should be able to live alone
Even if im saying to practice for a lie
It still pains
Because it is a thousand miles away from the truth