Identity

I was Someone someday
Now a Noone today.
Someone left me to be noone
Still Noone can find a way.

It's a pleasure to know
the loss that's coming up.
Little ease of pain feels like a relief
a drop of honey on  a bitter cup.

I knw I'd to leave it,
for I never deserved it.
A perfect identity it was
but perhaps my soul couldn't fit.

I'd less pain
as I saw her bid me a wicked goodbye.
for it had tied me down with a face
and now it's time to fly