Self, how are you dear

I have missed you so much already, have you already conquered your fear?

Did you remember what I taught you back then

That you will pick up that dropped pen?

It seems that you have forgotten already

That you are this petty

You are not even pretty

You are not worth a single penny

I may be harsh, whether you hate me or not

I am just in your mind, how can you stop me, when I am not there

Fools like you, always believe in the doctors diagnosis

Wake up, you are having an existential crisis

Learn to toughen yourself up

For you to fight back and reach at the final lap

There are more harsher people than me

I am not like them who would not say "I am sorry"

I am a manifestation of your mind,


Not one of your kind


Look for the path you want to find


There your fate will be entwined


For your future ahead of you is bright





© Hazmatsuite