Weak And A Shattered Child From Inside Poem by Himanshi tomer

When i look back in to my life
i see a child of 2-3
that child was happy and free
but that was my life peak
everybody wants 2 understand my childish lines..and i felt at dt time very fine.
Nobody wants to make me weep.
I get down in everybody's <3 very deep.
Later when i was 17-18
i speak lot
i make everybody 2 hear me but...nobody understand me.
Nd
i felt shattered...later i made my lips by heart shut.
Now...
i speak less..and don't even want to make people understand me...but still deep heart i want it too..
Dis life is full of struggle & strike. my eyes r filled with tears..
And my senses r fully filled with fear..
Give me back my childhood.
Give me back my smile :) .
I want to live my life..
In my style...where everybody loves me..