Missing my Style…
Where did it go?
When did I close my eyes?
Why didn’t I want to be seen?
Entangled in the the past and future
I have been missing alot of the present.
Coming out of a blur…
I saw just a shadow of mySelf.
I know the answers.
It was gradual, but I lost mySelf.
Until one day a spark brought some light.
Lighting up the dark corners of my mind.
My Style? mySelf?
Yeah, I’m still here…
“I still got it“