I've been running away for so long.
Running away from this small whispering in my mind.
Which I now recognize as the truth.
The truth about myself.
This truth that I am a writer.
I've been trying so hard to become someone I’m not.
Disguising my lack of identity in the spirit of “trying new things”.
Yet with each new hobby discovered, I was one step closer at burying my true self.
Never to be found again.
The truth never gave up fighting for me.
The truth revealed that I am a thinker, not a musician, singer, nor anything else;
Which I now recognize as the truth.
The truth about myself.
This truth that I am a writer.
I've been trying so hard to become someone I’m not.
Disguising my lack of identity in the spirit of “trying new things”.
Yet with each new hobby discovered, I was one step closer at burying my true self.
Never to be found again.
The truth never gave up fighting for me.
The truth revealed that I am a thinker, not a musician, singer, nor anything else;
but me.
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