A lark girl that I used to be,
With my sharp perspectives that kept me free.
I guess, now, I’ve got my mind stuck to a mess
I sense I am now no longer the usual strong me.
For I forgot that your sweet words were a trap,
Your bad intentions, I never checked around.
U showed love for my fame, money, Oh! u such a crap;
And bulldozed my sorted rhythm that I had through great struggle.
So letting go is the option,
I chose to never call u back
But deeply haunted, I lost trust on myself.
Realised self -love is the only thing now that I lack
I woke at 4 today, with a dream of yours,
A bit disturbed for sure, I was,
But I fought so bad to find my cure,
But, sensed a thing that I truly don’t need you near.
An emotion I held for 2 short months,
Our virtual conversation, that I took for real.
I am right back on my mentally me strong ,
Watch me, go. Till the world knows the best of me.