Dear I of my Past

Dear hopeless I of my past,

I could say it wouldn't last

But there is a storm on every horizon you see

Yet one future day you will wake and find yourself as me

I know how hard it had been

To fight, to struggle, to win

Know the inner wars you fight is the growth that makes you strong

When the dark often makes you wish you would never live long

My love for you, unsurpassed

Dear hopeful I of my past.

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