the who i shall become

now listening to: a place to bury strangers by a place to bury strangers

Memories bring me to the past,
And bug me to be someone I was.
Mangled, innocent, and fast,
And opinionated just because.
,
I ought to let my memories know,
That the who I am now, is the one

Who is far closer to
A who I shall become.
Show everything to everyone

This who shall show.
Right out of me, it's the only who will
Understand this hurting sister, and
Express my yearning and eager love.
.

shalom.