Untouched surface

As I let the truth to surface,
Realized that Im setting myself free,
Changing the way I behave,stop choking me….
I want to breath the air of liberation.
You just add a dose of a lifetime celebration.
Change of season restore my sense of belonging,
Chose to unplug the root of infinite possibilities,
Confusion tied me up to prevent me from engaging in any movement.
Slowly the seed that was planted dies in a nurtured soil,
As ridiculous it may sound, haunted by a vivid image of ancient times.
played innocent like a small child
My isolated space becomes my refuge,
Tormented by the sweetness of my memories,
Suffocated myself with wasteful pretendence.
yet seeing the light through my darkest moments.
Change came knocking on my door,
thought I locked it but then came crawling slowly on the floor.
Enriched my troubled soul with so much hope,
My imperfections renew my common sense,
Who am I fooling?
My vulnerability was painted on my walls,
Immense beauty of my charm was reflected through my attitude.
I am just too different
Nobody understand me better than him….
My past became an untouched surface
Yet today I still relate to the person I was ten years ago.
God had just nurtured the seed planted in me,
during spring time I decide to blossom so care-free.