Forget to Remember
Ever forget who you are?
Strange feeling at that. The more I inch closer to the truth of the world. It’s like parts of me fall away. Like that’s who I use to be but it’s no longer needed. I’m healing.
And I remember who I really am.
Strange feeling at that. The more I inch closer to the truth of the world. It’s like parts of me fall away. Like that’s who I use to be but it’s no longer needed. I’m healing.
And I remember who I really am.