A few inches forward
And flew light years back
To a person I was before
Loaded with doubt
Afraid of my shadow,
Petrified, really
Uncomfortable with every touch
Hating my own feelings
Its funny to find that accepting oneself
Can be erased in just some days
By the old you from your past
No, your not the same
And you'll never ever be
But some things that once mattered
Could come back with painful stinging
Suffocated by regret is something I now miss
And obsession with size again
Makes me fight to want to live
©L²
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