The Journey

It was neither tragic nor magic, 

       But it was very nostalgic. 

It was neither worst nor the best, 

       But l was content. 

It was neither bloom nor gloom, 

       But lt was very pleasing. 

I was neither being rude nor moody. 

       But l was lonely.

It was neither about courage nor about fear, 

       But lt was about self-esteem. 

It was neither perfect nor flawed, 

        But it was ok. 

It was neither celebration nor prison, 

        But it had a reason. 

I was neither present in reality nor lost. 

        But I was distracted. 

It was neither the cause nor the effects of circumstances. 

       But lt was the hesitation to try. 

It was neither about living nor about dying. 

       But it was about continuing. 

Because 

I was not in the beginning nor in end,

       But l was in the middle of my 

Journey.