Maybe or, Maybe Not
Each of them turned 20
Locked them inside her soul,
You won't ever find the key
Concealed, hidden, even though poisonous enough to kill,
Someone who's strong enough needed to come and share her pain
At some point, she felt like its time
She revealed all of it
Painful enough to collapse her,
She still continued speaking; didn't hide a bit of it
'Story of 20 Years' was a huge thing to take in,
She was being judged after
Unfolding the harsh truths which were untold
Instincts lied, all of it backfired and
She didn't know how to survive that pain
Was it the person or, was it time that was wrong?
Why didn't she stop herself from telling?
Couldn't she hide it?
Couldn't she bear it anymore?
Maybe she felt like she found the one who's enough strong
Maybe it's actually 'Time' that was wrong
Maybe she didn't regret opening up to a person just for once
Maybe she believes, it was all written serving a decent purpose
Maybe she can carry them again for the rest of the years
Maybe or, maybe not.
The writer is a CSE Department student of BRAC University.