by Arcassin Burnham


I was less myself,
wasn't more than myself,
beside myself,
soul looking at me,
like where'd I go wrong,
when did my heart ever turn to stone,
feelings like these to a tone,
when will the other side of me see
that life has grown,
when will the other side of me will see that
life's a fake,
depression was taking a break,
came back,
took what it could take,
love was at its high stakes,
Had more to appreciate,
after all that i've been through,
I'm so glad my heart didn't break.