Resurrection of my soul…
A new flame quivers, trying to fight through the cold drift…
Born from the ashes that had been its remains…
Who is this new me? Is this what i have been trying to be all my life?
Is this the answer to all my deep, proding questions?
I doubt…
But it is here…it has risen…and finding a hollow body, has nestlled within me…
It was never a question of rejection…it has always been the quandary of whether i would be accepted
No longer shall i give in to that again…thats what i tell others…
And that is all that matters…
Not what i think…not what I am…not what i feel…
But the art of hiding behind the facade i had dropped…
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