Am still the same little girl you once showered with love.

Hello world,

Can I please have a minute of discussion with you? The moment I landed into your hands, I cried. But you smiled back. You celebrated my birth because I was an indication of a special gift.

You were once my cheer squad, you celebrated every baby steps I made. I felt so secured in your arms. You gave me the warmth and the light to grow. From a toddler to a jovial bold girl. I was once your favorite little cutie. You were very positive about my success in future. How can I even forget how you used to pamper me with goodies? 

Am sad. Very sad indeed. When and why did you become this hostile? I may be all grown to a mature woman with wrinkled skin, but am still the same favorite girl. Who gave you the right to serve me with kicks whenever a make the slightest mistakes? Correct me in the right manner. Stop being too quick to judge me because am a woman. Stop pulling me back whenever I try to make a step ahead because your minds tells you that I belong to a "weak gender."

Your positive energy is still needed for me to grow. My dreams of scaling up to the highest are still valid despite my age. Cheer me up, hold my hands and together we shall win. A woman's success is a win to the whole world.