Who I Used To Be

Last year,

I felt like I was three or  four different people

I switched from one to another,

Like the seasons every three months,

Sometimes like a scared kitten, 

Passing into the next stage of life,

Becoming a thrall for all.

Like a ferocious lion, 

Doing what it wants to,

Moving away from others,

And set

Alone away from the bodies of stale meat.

He was ready to explore

And hit the marks and target,

But wasn’t ready to reveal who he was.

In times the confidence boosted

And the mind was set,

To fly and be himself. 

But pressure and ability

Brought him back

And he understood

The higher you are

Be ready,

To fall and rise again…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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