heart is meant to hurt,
the more it hurts, the less it trusts,
Long lost self~~~where are you?
She started a quest, looking for the true identity of her,
the girl so confused, vulnerable, cried for the littlest things,
she wanted to be in love, she wanted many friends,
she took challenges, overcome, slowly her fears,
she took everything lightly, laughed at everything without prejudice...

She found comfort in loneliness, that gave the freedom that's what she claims,
she made friendships and acquaintances that were unexpected,
she was the sunshine that's what she thought,
she took risks to satisfy the adventure need in her,
she pushed people away, drew a line from everyone
thinking closure will break ties, guarding her heart from hurting again....

Freedom was an excuse for the loneliness,
doubting everyone, they will stab her heart,
heart is meant to hurt, the more it hurts, the less it trusts,
Friendships she made without completer trust, were left incomplete,
left hanging on the thread at the edge of breaking down,
she was neither sunshine nor moonlight, its a fake gleam that lasts awhile,
she is that clown, silly, clumsy clown, who takes risks for a good laugh,
risks are the only way to feel victory she thinks....
Little that she knew,
she was becoming someone else and she wasn't sure,
she took joy is all her flaws, from all the emptiness in her life,
being so lively, loud and jovial, slowly she found her way back to the beginning,
holding her bleeding heart, thinking with a scattered mind,
Why have I become Her?