How do I explain this feeling?
The feeling of something's missing
it is neither someone nor anyone--but yourself.
When you cut your hair for a change; When you dye it to feel something. When you paint your nails black, when you listen to something rock, and when you get a piercing while everyone was shock.
Now you're looking at the mirror to see the reflection- the reflection of someone you used to know. Thinking of how a caterpillar turned into a butterfly, asking if your wings gives you a freedom or a tie.
So how do I explain this feeling?
The feeling of something's gone,
it is neither anything nor anyone--but myself.
- M.M| The World Changed As So Are You
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CHAOTIC MIND
PoetryEvery chaos inside my mind bleeds to a short poem. Here are some : ) Hope you enjoy reading!! - M.M