A hollow echo in my core,
Where vibrant dreams had lived before.
I wandered paths that weren't my own,
A solitary seed, unsown.
The mirror showed a stranger's face,
Lost in a disorienting space.
Each passing day, a muted hue,
My own true compass, out of view.
Oh, the distance I had strayed,
Behind a curtain, soft and deep,
From the truest self displayed,
Secrets my weary spirit keep.
I wore a guise, a borrowed skin,
To navigate the world within.
But whispers rose, a gentle plea,
To shed the false and finally be.
A quiet stirring took its hold,
A buried story to unfold.
I felt the truth begin to rise,
And clarity unveiled my eyes.
Oh, the distance I had strayed,
Down roads that weren't aligned with me,
From the self that brightly played,
Yearning for authenticity.
The walls within begin to mend,
A fragile strength starts to ascend.
No need to hide, no need to feign,
Embracing who I am again.
The wellspring of my soul revives,
Where true desire now survives.
I see my future, clear and bright,
Rediscovered in my own inner light.
Oh, the distance I had strayed,
Where buried truths began to sleep,
From the self that light conveyed,
Oh, the distance I had strayed,
Down roads that weren't aligned with me,
From the self that brightly played,
Yearning for authenticity.
No need to hide, no need to feign,
Embracing who I am again.
Sep 24, 2025
Sep 24, 2025 at 10:38 AM UTC
A hollow echo in my core,
Where vibrant dreams had lived before.
I wandered paths that weren't my own,
A solitary seed, unsown.
The mirror showed a stranger's face,
Lost in a disorienting space.
Each passing day, a muted hue,
My own true compass, out of view.
Oh, the distance I had strayed,
Behind a curtain, soft and deep,
From the truest self displayed,
Secrets my weary spirit keep.
I wore a guise, a borrowed skin,
To navigate the world within.
But whispers rose, a gentle plea,
To shed the false and finally be.
A quiet stirring took its hold,
A buried story to unfold.
I felt the truth begin to rise,
And clarity unveiled my eyes.
Oh, the distance I had strayed,
Down roads that weren't aligned with me,
From the self that brightly played,
Yearning for authenticity.
The walls within begin to mend,
A fragile strength starts to ascend.
No need to hide, no need to feign,
Embracing who I am again.
The wellspring of my soul revives,
Where true desire now survives.
I see my future, clear and bright,
Rediscovered in my own inner light.
Oh, the distance I had strayed,
Where buried truths began to sleep,
From the self that light conveyed,
Oh, the distance I had strayed,
Down roads that weren't aligned with me,
From the self that brightly played,
Yearning for authenticity.
No need to hide, no need to feign,
Embracing who I am again.
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