Journaling – Dear Diary, This Is The Real Me | Bookosmia

I was all caught up in my conceit,

I was living in deceit,

I had been blinded in my ego,nothing, I could see,

Then, I started searching for me.

I gave up on everything,

I couldn’t dance or sing,

I lost all the faith that bound me,

I gave up on searching for me.

I knew I had to stay strong,

I forgot what happened so long,

I tried to see within me,

So I again began to search for me.

I started to write,

My heart’s heaviness felt light,

I came to know for what I was meant,

Then the search for me came to an end.