Walking down the memory laneI recall an ambitious yet dreamy child,
Looking at lights going insane,
Stitching fantasy; calm and wild.
Now worn out with pride and vain,
Scouring failures but no more mild.
Same lights inspire nothing but gain,
Dreams crushed but ambitions piled.
~Simran Bawa
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Persona- A Collection Of Poetries
Poetry"Persona Who the hell am I? I just wanna go I just wanna fly I just wanna give you all the voices till I die I just wanna give you all the shoulders when you cry" ~Intro: Persona I can see my factitious social identity dwindling as each stanza un...