I always used to think, what will I do when I get older,
weather I will be coward or get bolder.
Wondering how I will conquer it,
writing the thoughts in a chit.
Thought of many goals in my life,
because of that I sometime get into a fight.
I don’t know what will it be like,
thinking of it at night.
Sometimes I wish to cry,
as I am not able to try.
I wish I lead a successful life ahead,
without keeping much load in my head.
