The Reconciliation
The reason we must find ourselves
Is because somewhere along the way it was lost
Misplaced on childhood’s dusty shelves
Heedlessly forgotten, carelessly tossed
Countless discarded costumes and masks
Obscure our mind’s authentic hemisphere
Trying on different people is such a task
Never fitting, incessantly sheer
Soon we realize we never changed, we just grew
And we see that all along
We always knew
That our true essence was never too far gone
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