When emotions were churning,
And thoughts were taking a stroll.
I might seem weak
but had a compassionate soul.
I miss myself, but I learned to move on.
When actions ran faster
than the words and thoughts
I might seem asinine
but had a brain free of knots.
I miss myself, but I learned to move on.
When chatting was relentless,
knew no boundaries or societal rules.
I might seem promiscuous
but had a heart so free and cool.
I miss myself, but I learned to move on.
Now, I have me and myself
no one to talk to or to judge.
When overloaded with excitement
I share this life fudge-
with me myself.
So no more missing, and I learned to let it go.
Aarushi
