By Vrinda Semwal.
She's lost in the haze, unsure of her way,
Torn between right and wrong, each passing day.
Her head spins with questions, her heart in disarray,
How to feel, how to react, what to say?
Life's path unwinds, uncertain and unclear,
Will she succeed or stumble, bring joy or fear?
One moment's laughter, the next, despair's sway,
Doubting her worth, with each passing day.
Can she achieve her dreams, or will they slip away?
Will her family's pride be hers to stay?
Childhood scars linger, failures' sting,
Fuelling her drive, to rise above the ring.
Numbness envelops her, emotions in disguise,
Tears suppressed, as she wears a brave guise.
Yet, in quiet moments, the dam breaks free,
A cry for help, a plea to be me.
Still, she pushes on, through life's turbulent sea,
Forging ahead, though uncertainty surrounds thee.
She knows she must keep moving, keep striving,
Proving herself, her worth, her heart still alive.
For every doubt, a spark within ignites,
A flame of resilience, shining through life's plights.
She'll rise above, her spirit unbroken,
And emerge stronger, her future unwritten.