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The Weight of Adulthood ✨

Nihaaa

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I miss myself.
I miss the old me
Or maybe the younger me.
The one who laughed without faking it,
Who carried a spark in her eyes,
That quiet joy in her heart.

She wanted to live, to truly enjoy life.
But now... she's just surviving.
She once dreamed of growing up,
Of becoming someone.
And now?
She just wants to be a child again
Untouched by worries,
Unburdened by expectations.

And sometimes when I look in the mirror
I don't recognize her
The girl staring back at me
Is tired,
Not just in her eyes,
But in her soul.

She carries smiles like masks,
And dreams like weight.
What happened to the one
Who used to dance in the rain,
Speak without fear,
Believed in magic,
And loved without guarding her heart?

Now, she overthinks every word,
Builds walls around every feeling,
And calls it strength.

Maybe growing up
Wasn't what I thought it would be.
Maybe in trying to be everything,

I forgot how to just be me.


~~Lost in Time...
: )​
 
very apt and beautiful written, I can relate to it in my own way, even though the laughter and joy I had as a child was very fleeting
 
I miss myself.
I miss the old me
Or maybe the younger me.
The one who laughed without faking it,
Who carried a spark in her eyes,
That quiet joy in her heart.

She wanted to live, to truly enjoy life.
But now... she's just surviving.
She once dreamed of growing up,
Of becoming someone.
And now?
She just wants to be a child again
Untouched by worries,
Unburdened by expectations.

And sometimes when I look in the mirror
I don't recognize her
The girl staring back at me
Is tired,
Not just in her eyes,
But in her soul.

She carries smiles like masks,
And dreams like weight.
What happened to the one
Who used to dance in the rain,
Speak without fear,
Believed in magic,
And loved without guarding her heart?

Now, she overthinks every word,
Builds walls around every feeling,
And calls it strength.

Maybe growing up
Wasn't what I thought it would be.
Maybe in trying to be everything,

I forgot how to just be me.


~~Lost in Time...
: )​
Ultimate wish in case miracle happens.:cool:
 
I miss myself.
I miss the old me
Or maybe the younger me.
The one who laughed without faking it,
Who carried a spark in her eyes,
That quiet joy in her heart.

She wanted to live, to truly enjoy life.
But now... she's just surviving.
She once dreamed of growing up,
Of becoming someone.
And now?
She just wants to be a child again
Untouched by worries,
Unburdened by expectations.

And sometimes when I look in the mirror
I don't recognize her
The girl staring back at me
Is tired,
Not just in her eyes,
But in her soul.

She carries smiles like masks,
And dreams like weight.
What happened to the one
Who used to dance in the rain,
Speak without fear,
Believed in magic,
And loved without guarding her heart?

Now, she overthinks every word,
Builds walls around every feeling,
And calls it strength.

Maybe growing up
Wasn't what I thought it would be.
Maybe in trying to be everything,

I forgot how to just be me.


~~Lost in Time...
: )​
Nice writing :clapping:
 
I miss myself.
I miss the old me
Or maybe the younger me.
The one who laughed without faking it,
Who carried a spark in her eyes,
That quiet joy in her heart.

She wanted to live, to truly enjoy life.
But now... she's just surviving.
She once dreamed of growing up,
Of becoming someone.
And now?
She just wants to be a child again
Untouched by worries,
Unburdened by expectations.

And sometimes when I look in the mirror
I don't recognize her
The girl staring back at me
Is tired,
Not just in her eyes,
But in her soul.

She carries smiles like masks,
And dreams like weight.
What happened to the one
Who used to dance in the rain,
Speak without fear,
Believed in magic,
And loved without guarding her heart?

Now, she overthinks every word,
Builds walls around every feeling,
And calls it strength.

Maybe growing up
Wasn't what I thought it would be.
Maybe in trying to be everything,

I forgot how to just be me.


~~Lost in Time...
: )​
This felt like reading pages from my own heart. Sometimes growing up feels like slowly losing pieces of ourselves we didn’t know we’d miss....
 
Nice track smoking.skype.gif
I miss myself.
I miss the old me
Or maybe the younger me.
The one who laughed without faking it,
Who carried a spark in her eyes,
That quiet joy in her heart.

She wanted to live, to truly enjoy life.
But now... she's just surviving.
She once dreamed of growing up,
Of becoming someone.
And now?
She just wants to be a child again
Untouched by worries,
Unburdened by expectations.

And sometimes when I look in the mirror
I don't recognize her
The girl staring back at me
Is tired,
Not just in her eyes,
But in her soul.

She carries smiles like masks,
And dreams like weight.
What happened to the one
Who used to dance in the rain,
Speak without fear,
Believed in magic,
And loved without guarding her heart?

Now, she overthinks every word,
Builds walls around every feeling,
And calls it strength.

Maybe growing up
Wasn't what I thought it would be.
Maybe in trying to be everything,

I forgot how to just be me.


~~Lost in Time...
: )​
 
I miss myself.
I miss the old me
Or maybe the younger me.
The one who laughed without faking it,
Who carried a spark in her eyes,
That quiet joy in her heart.

She wanted to live, to truly enjoy life.
But now... she's just surviving.
She once dreamed of growing up,
Of becoming someone.
And now?
She just wants to be a child again
Untouched by worries,
Unburdened by expectations.

And sometimes when I look in the mirror
I don't recognize her
The girl staring back at me
Is tired,
Not just in her eyes,
But in her soul.

She carries smiles like masks,
And dreams like weight.
What happened to the one
Who used to dance in the rain,
Speak without fear,
Believed in magic,
And loved without guarding her heart?

Now, she overthinks every word,
Builds walls around every feeling,
And calls it strength.

Maybe growing up
Wasn't what I thought it would be.
Maybe in trying to be everything,

I forgot how to just be me.


~~Lost in Time...
: )​
Wow , this is so raw and heartfelt ✨. Missing that sparkly younger you . Sounds like life's weights are heavy . Longing for simplicity and joy . So relatable .
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