Stranger – Day Twenty Two Of NaPoWriMo

Been a lifetime of wandering and falling
Saw many faces but there was one that I could never forget
The brown eyes that sparkled with life, and the lips that seemed to be permanently curled up into a smile
There could be no mistake in my mind, that it was a girl filled with hope and light
So how is it that now when I look into the mirror, a lifeless soul stares back at me
Where along the way did I become a stranger to my thoughts itself?
Where along the way did I lose myself?

Written by Nitya for MTTN
Featured image by Shailaja for MTTN

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