Self-love?

Hola, my friend!

It's been a while hasn't it. 

Everyone grows up way too fast, don't we? Maybe I did too. It's unusually natural that I sense my lifestyle and my pace of handling things changing. And here are the sudden musings of my soul...

Ceilings of the wall I stare,
Scared to look in the mirror— not I dare!
At who I’m melting into:
A woman with anger issues.

Uff, I go to and fro,
At anything and everything
That’s out of the flow.

“No,” I say boldly to your face.
Where has gone my sense of grace?

Strings of music I break
When I sense a mistake.
Fists of discomfort I wave;
I don’t pretend or fake.

Hours of peace shattered
In a jerk—“What’s the matter?”
Where have my innate values gone?
I’m now a badly composed song.

Happy reading! Adios:)