The Past Poem by Tauhi_d O

there has never been a perfect life
we all go around with our troubles
hidden beneath our trendy garbs
masked all round by friendly smile

I have never been out of that circle
broke hearts, fell in and out of love
missed lessons, skipped class
and other youthful mischiefs

moral uprightness thrown to the trash
easily angered by little things
hardened soul only meant for warriors
except I never went to war.

university came, I packed my bags
so young when I left the house
what will become of me I knew not
I was never taught how to succeed

student politics grabbed me by the neck
fought and fought, I couldn't rescue myself
defending others gave me zeal
and honed my lawyer you skill

I failed not once, twice or thrice
i tried and tried, second chances so useful
I fell enough of times to know
I couldn't escape what's meant to be

now grown up I still make mistakes
sometimes I just wonder when would it stop
maybe I never even grew up
can I just have my youth back