You chased the light until it burned your reflection.
You had a good soul — but you chased another.
Wanting to be him,
You would sacrifice anything.
You went for purpose — and you succeeded.
You became anonymous,
Loved the silence,
Felt peace… yet something felt wrong.
You had lost you.
"Who am I?" — you questioned your own echo.
This was all you wanted to be,
Yet you hate the person you've become.
You want to go back —
Back to the one who could laugh freely,
Before the world taught you
To hide behind calm eyes