A past reality, not done by me, it’s burried in my DNA.
Guilt runs through my blood, stained by dirty hands.
A part of me that must be healed, needed to be accepted.
It’s been here all along, fear comes from nothingness.
I lost my sight, I don’t want to see, I hate reality.
Psychologically, it is being done purposely.
Shame’s intensity is too tense for me, it’s killing me.
Same people keep running after me, they sensed something or someone that’s not really me.
I want to escape, but I can also ignore, attitude is a choice, it’s not a crime.
As long as it is not taking action, I am okay and fine.
That makes me think of putting myself in a martial arts school.
Defending myself from the old people I fear physically.
A trauma that runs in my memory, it stems from my old reality.
Shame on me, but I can also shine on me.
I’ll be my light, I’ll be my best friend in times of troubles like this.
Let’s see where it goes, let’s see how to handle this.
Fear is a big threat, to move forward to this new journey.
I am on my way to this new reality, a different world, only 1% dare to see.
It sounds scary, but not really, when you’re already there, you will be guided thoroughly.
So don’t be scared everybody, go where your heart goes but don’t forget to listen to your instincts.
Girl instincts are mostly true, I have been there, that mental trap sowed by somebody.
I knew the pattern, I am laughing at them.
Shame on me, but I choose to shine on me. I can’t be defined by anybody, my choice is my reality.
They’ll only be wronged if they’ll judge me so early.
Showing themselves and who they want to be, pretending it’s someone else, denying themselves because it’s so much to bear.
Acting as if they’re someone else to make themselves feel better.
Shame on me, it’s kinda part of me, I can change myself but there’s no way I can change them.
So what now my dearest shame? You wanna dance with me? I will sing for you, so stop chattering when I am not thinking. It’s not really helping.
Sharing helps, it reduces shame. It’s no longer taking control over my everything.
I busted shame, do you still have time to blame?
Fear me not because I am your master, how dare you keep trying it.
But of course you will not know failure unless you will try it. It’s going to hurt, I hope you’re ready for this.
Same goes with success, you will not fully experience it unless you’ve decided to try it, are you ready for this?