From colorful to dark
I changed.
From seeking happiness to seeking peace,
I changed.
From loving myself,
to hating the mirror
I changed.
From the greatest,
To a failure
I changed.
I wish to go back;
Be my cold self,
thinking about noone but myself
not a care of the world
Lost in myself;
not knowing the horrors,
not knowing the terrors,
a soul fearless and free.
I wish to go back,
to my heartless-self.
For feelings cause pain
And expectations hurt.
Author: Aryan Sonsale
Editor: Anubhi Srivastava