The prologue of life is perhaps something that starts with joy.

Most take pride in them.

I would too, that is take pride with me,

if only I wasn't judged that I always awaited for

the epilogue.

But why doesn't anyone see the full picture?

I want to feel the adventuresome mixture,

and is that wrong to wish for?

I want to see, feel, hear everything till the epilogue of my life.

And perhaps,

the most venturesome of all would lie within the pages of my epilogue.