The Illegible Scrawl of my Life

My reality is not your reality

My battles from yours are different too

My guilty pleasures, my smoldering tears

Do not exist to be judged by you

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The script of my life is not your script

Our scripts are penned on pages separate

Some words, some lines did intersect

That’s why we met, as ordained by fate..

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My timeline is not your timeline

Even similar milestones we did not achieve

Simultaneously, our paths were divergent

Happiness and grief at different moments we received

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Neither should I tell you how to live

Nor should you give me unsolicited advice

Let me scribble my story in my signature scrawl

Not to be legible to you, but only for my eyes

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