To my Old Self
I hear you screaming at me!
To the one I let you be
Scars of the wound from the past
Has kept you quiet till the last
I let my Old self cast !
I need to step back on her toes
To her shadows where I froze
I still knows that my bitterness echo's
But silently my breath carries my tomorrow
From my old self which I hid deep below
I let my Old self cast !
I want to feel the rhythm from my chaos
Where i let her pass across
I can't feel my smile nor the truth
The hardest part is finding her
Where I can't find myself
I let my Old self cast !
Copyright © Chandana Lankesh | Year Posted 2023
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