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Old Me
I want to be her,
The same old me,
Long, shiny hair,
Swaying as I ran.
Laughing like always,
Leaving all worries apart,
Playing with friends,
Till the sun and cloud are apart.
She never cared,
About being judged,
She pretended to be someone,
Obsessing over cartoons.
Until one day,
Rhe got hit by a truck,
Truck which made her worry,
Age, Responsibilities and future made her think.
Scare in her eyes,
Lips all lined up,
Peer pressure or friends,
There was something stuck in her head.
She is gone,
Somewhere far away,
Either in a parallel universe,
Or in her memory.
I want her back.
The same old me.
© Samaira San
The same old me,
Long, shiny hair,
Swaying as I ran.
Laughing like always,
Leaving all worries apart,
Playing with friends,
Till the sun and cloud are apart.
She never cared,
About being judged,
She pretended to be someone,
Obsessing over cartoons.
Until one day,
Rhe got hit by a truck,
Truck which made her worry,
Age, Responsibilities and future made her think.
Scare in her eyes,
Lips all lined up,
Peer pressure or friends,
There was something stuck in her head.
She is gone,
Somewhere far away,
Either in a parallel universe,
Or in her memory.
I want her back.
The same old me.
© Samaira San
