Keeping Everything under control right under my breath,
Letting out so that I can breathe free.
Standing strong like nothing moves me,
Looking for someone to hold me .
Living as if never looking back,
The past peeps through teary eyes.
Long let gone those dreams that gleam,
Wishing for those dream once seen .
Now its for those who are yet to see,
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.