Keeping Everything under control right under my breath,
Sometimes
Letting out so that I can breathe free.
Standing strong like nothing moves me,
Sometimes
Looking for someone to hold me .
Living as if never looking back,
Sometimes
The past peeps through teary eyes.
Long let gone those dreams that gleam,
Yet
Wishing for those dream once seen .
Now its for those who are yet to see,
Sometimes
Knowing there is still a lot left in me .
Which of this is me,
And the other me .
Is always a choice made me.
Its never easy choosing,
when its me and the other me.
Beautifully penned. ❤️ So relatable dear
Thank You, means a lot . i am glad it is relatable .♥️🥰
I can relate.
Thanks for reading , I am happy you too were able to relate . when I was writing this I kind of thought many may connect to this including me.