I seemed to have lost a part of myself
in my search for a better me
Perhaps I have been hunting blindly
It is hunt you know, almost a chase
through intricate emotions
Scurrying past my lost innocence;
bypassing everything I thought to be me
Seeing only what I wanted to see
Now I am a lost in a forest of fears,
drowning myself in a fountain of tears
Perhaps my search has come to an end;
I can no longer pretend
The better me is already here
Take me as I am