Ambivert

I hated liars, their words like a stain, Yet in my own heart, I’ve played the same game. Crafting illusions, in shadows I dwell, The deepest deceit is the truth that I sell. In mirrors of doubt, I see my own face, A prisoner of lies in this familiar place. I sought out the truth, but found only strife, The greatest of lies is the one in my life.

You know, everytime people say that I have changed, it takes me back to my younger self, the one who was afraid of change, the one who was deeply involved in attachments and the one who used to be overly invested in emotions. Yes, I surely have changed. And I'm glad that I did. But if you ask me, I couldn't have asked for anything better, but that exact silly child, who went through things alone and learnt to grow on it's own. ~Smaraki Sarangi