Growing Up

By Sneha Tewari

Growing up fills me with dread,

As I lie awake in my bed,

Childhood dreams now seem misled, Facing fears like a storm ahead.

Morning’s light, I hoped would shine, Bring me solace, life benign,

Yet reality’s sharp incline,

Leaves my heart with a heavy sign.

Late at night, as shadows grow, Loneliness begins to sow,

Songs of sorrow, a haunting flow,

Fears I never used to know.

Life’s a blur, the years rush by,

Once vibrant dreams now seem to die, Yearning to touch the limitless sky,

But they fade, and I silently sigh.

Oh-oh, dreams once vivid and clear, Now twisted, lost in fear,

In a world austere, Growing up sheds a silent tear.

I believed in boundless flight,

But growing up dims the light,

Now I dread the encroaching night, Dreams obscured, out of sight.

Boundless skies now seem distant far, Reality leaves a lingering scar,

For one final, fading star,

    Trying to break free from the bar.

By Sneha Tewari