Me
I want to be the person
I used to be.
A constant struggle, a
Never ending battle for me.
The person who used to be me,
Has been forgotten, lost at sea.
I have lost sight, these past years
And let go of who used to be me.
Just a memory remains of a vision,
A mere fading dream.
Someday, somehow, somewhere,
I must find this person
Called me!!
Copyright © Linda Walden | Year Posted 2014
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