I was once who I wished to be
full of light like the sun's radiant beam
When forgiveness and love wasn't so hard to give
and pain and hate were far from me.
Who am I again?, I ask myself
I have become a stranger to myself;
even my shadow I can't trust
and everyone has become cold as frost.
Oh! I should kill myself, my thoughts says,
yes!,
a corpse I desire to be and end my days;
but that wouldn't be sucide anymore,
since I have become a stranger to myself
it is murder! , murder I tell you!
because I don't know who am I again no
©nakalee
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