Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever be the same person again,
A person never to be afraid of anything,
Someone who had no regrets whatsoever,
With a life full of himself,
Someone who never needed a reason to smile,
The only light that he always needed was within himself.
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll still be the same that I am today,
Waiting for miracles to happen,
Looking for chances to hear from them,
Staring at objects that would never speak back,
Holding on to the False validations.
I do wonder this along with a lot of other things,
An empty mind,
Filled with thoughts to follow,
Assumptions to believe in.
Careful yet careless in self believe.