You and me.

Dust and mud never bothered me at two,
I wonder what had happened ever since.
Tears and pain wasn't embarrassing till 12,
I wonder what the teen years held.
Studies and passion weren't torturous till 15,
Life took a hideous turn ever since.
A little about me, a little about you,
Different are our miseries yet so same.
So many dreams killed by the society,
So many wishes forgotten in fear.
Somedays I think of breaking the barriers,
So do you, barricades for me and you.
What stops us, I fail to understand,
The society that molests us, rapes our dreams,
Or the insecurities in our head that we reap.
We've seen them all, the fearless men,
We've heard and read about their glory
But our brains tell us it's not our story.
Birth and death, it's all fated,
Life we have, so underrated.
In dust and mud, we vanish one day,
You and I, no one stays.
Our dreams; our passion- why don't we chase?
Life afterall is one big maze.
A little about you, a little about me,
Hoping for a story of glory through pain!