Q

Pleased to meet myself

Oh sweet bitter pain

how I loathe you.

my memories are a stain

my soul a new hue.

 

chasing what I once was

i have forgotten myself.

forget the past and forget the buzz,

And stop putting my needs on the shelf.

 

I am a new version of me,

the old with a new heart,

i must find myself to be free,

should have done that from the start.