Me


The winter is gone,
Took almost everything with it.
The dusty roads and the Clean Sky,
The hollow space and the ruthless lies.

The winter is gone,
Taking the warm heart.
The wheels still rotate and the wings still fly,
The world doesn't stop and the flowers don't die.

The winter is gone,
Taking the grief and sad.
Took the cause of my cry,
The cause that would've made me die.

A new day,
Two choices,
Truth or lie,
Be Happy or cry,
Live, or die!

But I know,
the winter's on it's way,
It'll come with a new day.

I don't know how it will be,
But, it makes me who I am,
It makes myself, The real "Me".

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Sentiments,Heartbreaks and depression, all are connected to one another. They come and go, just like every season. Like every winter.