A shade paler
I think i have become a shade paler. All that made me, me, seems to have lost a tinge. Dropped a note. Lost a symbol. Lost. My strengths there were aplenty. I felt I could touch the sky. I pushed my people to believe and fly. And then - my flight was stopped... All I did made no difference. I wasn't like the others they said. I didn't want to be like the others! I was me, why should I be the other? I wasn't like the others they said ... I lost my color, my drive. I stopped pushing my people to excel. I didn't want to be a role model who got it all wrong. They are looking for clones. But me - I'm looking for me... My colors have faded. My mind is uneasy. Was all this a lie? Will the truth not emerge? Will I find me and what my destiny is?