A wall is a long vertical solid that defines an area, it’s made of stone, brick or cement, carries a load, provides shelter or security as per the oxford dictionary, and many others, but my ones have a different definition due to difference in vision.

I see out of my window and find no sky but walls. Walls are all around me not making a home to live, school to study or office to work but, a mess to deal with. These walls have strong ground that bridles my desire and dreams away. These walls are nothing but leverage to have safer and stable future, it takes its strength from parent’s advice and beliefs and most importantly insecurity, the insecurity regarding Childs future, leads to pressure him/her to take predefined safe mode future paths, sometimes away from his/her dreams and interest they may result in mediocre professional life but no eternal happiness, Is it worth the cost. These walls that weaken me to feel so hollow, stretches its arm and gives the impression of my soul to be shallow.

I am taught how to fight for my survival but not for existence, it makes a hell lot of difference in life, though I only want to stand for this fight but, every brick in the walls around tries to assault my will and take away the shield of my soul and me and that is my dream. The tag of being realistic took a lot of me from me. To hold back what is left is hard because the betrayal of breaking my dreams did seek an apology for me from me. The isolation of my soul from me gives suffocation of drowning in the sea. It’s no fairy tale, no one will come to my rescue but me for me.