I don't want to be one of those girls
That says they don’t know
Who they are
To use it as an excuse
To rectify
Their shortcomings
Each and every time
Because I know
That the person who I was
Is still in my hands;
Certain of the world
And what lies beneath its lands
And I still feel her certainty
Breathe as I run,
With guilt seeping in
Each time I wrong
Heart bleeding
With the nostalgia
Of her old songs
Care needed like air
To amend our wrongs
She makes me believe
That is who I am
And why
No matter what
I choose to hold on...
By Sanjana Karthik
In collaboration with YWMTU (@yourwordsmattertous)
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