Resurgent
morphed into the unknown each day, everyday; a voice echoes, 'my' voice with the hassles of the past day, the past life; i want to shut my eyes, to keep out the voice that's what i did psychological mutations each incident, every incident; a shadow formed, 'my' shadow of weaknesses that were once perfect imperfections i want to close my mind, to keep out the light that's what i did vagueness about it all; a flux appears, flux of people challenging 'my' insecurities, the ones i wasn't aware of i want to run away, to get to me that's what i did Remodelling in bits and pieces; a thought is born, My thought edifying me, to be what i can be i want to open my eyes, through my mind, to stay with me and that's what i do, now; Imagination has a new forest!