9From having hopes,
like lanterns flickering my mind
I bid farewell to the only version of me,
That believed the world was ever kind
Between blowing out the candles
And leaving my inner child behind
I lost the part of me ,
Who stood in the sun , without care
About the tan she would get
Or the weight she would have to bear
But where I once used to be
I only see a stranger now
Staring back at me
So maybe that version of me
Got buried inside ,
Where innocence and immaturity
Quietly died 🙂