There was a time, I cried aloud,
I needed someone to control my weep.
I needed to be pampered and loved,
And while I cry, to hug for a while.
But time has changed me and made me strong,
Now, I cut the call to make a brief time and cry out loud.
I used to count on my tears sitting in front of the mirror,
But now just wash my face and looks fresh which a smile can bear.
There was a time, every small word hurts,
I used to shout or start weeping literally.
Now, I barely react to any stupid comment,
Even I try to laugh at my own jokes and cover everything easily.
P.S:- We all have crossed the phase when we used to cry a lot but afterward we became strong enough to bear any pain.