Spiraling down the memory lane
With little to no shame
Muses the self esteem quitely
Where’s my gal who once shined ‘oh so brightly’
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What made her loose the strength
That had earned her praises at length
What made that power she once held
to break into tears that geld
Who would u blame in this situation?
What led her pride to cessation?
Must be her own inability…..u say?
No one can control the thoughts that stray
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One can ponder that till infinity
But now she is back to sanguinity
That was unexpected….u say?
Well these are the thoughts that stray
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Worried, Ashamed, puzzled and hurt
What about me?…the esteem blurts
Crawling, Stumbling yet standing
How longer I’ll be the only one sacrificing?
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The strength never comes from only growing
Sometimes it stems from the breaking
Those little pieces carry the heart aches
Which first quakes, breaks then makes
Let the past be her experience
That will make all the difference
Let the broken esteem guide her
Make her forever 'ohh so brighter’
3 a.m. thoughts (old collection)