I'd made peace with solitude,Or so I thought...Until the solitude merged into lonesomeness, And the dark cloud of doubt:
that just maybe I was unwanted,
hovered over me.I'd made peace with myself,Or so I thought...Until I found pieces of me I still despised.I was content with my decisions,Or so I thought...Until I regretted what I was giving up,
and in exchange for exactly what.Until I was uncertain if it was worth it
to live this way.It's once in a while that this feeling
of unbelonging darkens my day, And once in a while that my treasured souls forget
that they are the very break I need from life.Everything is well,Or so I thought,And yet again it's a war between logic and emotions.Here's hoping that everything goes back,
to the way it was just some time back,Besides knowing that it may never.
