Flowering

Whether I walk ahead and pretend I forget and forgive...I still have an empty spot - the past.

I try to be modest...humble and nice

But I still want to question people, fight and even play the blame game.

The younger me was ignorant.

Things...people....situations made me or broke me

Time did teach....time did heal....

Yet on days when I peep inside

I not just see the past...I empathise

I re-live it!

I think of the better outcomes,

Those situations, people and things

Had a role to play in my becoming !

But I dont thank them.

It was me who cured and cared for me!

I have lived!

I have grown!

I owe the younger me!

I love her for everything she was !