The Lost Soul!

I stopped by my childhood house,

It's however still hurts my gaze,

The wall color has lost its shine,

While I look at it and scream, 

The door creeks remind me of my lost spirit,

The old closet summons for my heart,

The mirror reminds me of my lost innocence,

The curtains disappointingly shy away from my presence, 

The wounds of childhood are still fresh,

The ugly side of it still makes me curse,

Recall others smiling like it's a big sale,

But my jaws ached when I tried to sail,

I saw flashy clothes picked up in front of me,

While I was forced to save the money for future needs, 

The neighborhood was a clumsy character,

I stretch my wings only to tumble in the dirt,

Repeatedly fell victim to false rumors,

I decided to throw away my armor, 

Went on to paddle the life on a bike,

Sold scents to the unpleasant tribes, 

Ceased the time so that it itched in my memories,

Tried to cope up my with my defeat,

Realized the definition of weak,

As I survived to grow, 

The face lost its glow,

The teenage soul which once wanted adventures,

This grown corpse seeks composure,

The flashy clothes are stocked in a closet,

The dirt is left on the door carpet, 

I don the scent once I sold,

The unpleasant tribe is part of me is what I have been told,

Now the failure is a clue to accuse others,

Memories don't form any shape anymore, 

I am finding my way back,

To the path that was my shot,

Be optimistic in unreal waves,

Be kind to the painful memories,

Smile at the struggles,

Cuddle happiness,

Life has several unique phases, 

Each one of us goes through them,

Trying to find a better place,

I am still struggling to discover myself,

Rediscover is an unknown phrase,

As I approach each page,

I find myself stuck in a cage.

With belief no matter where I am,

But life is great,