Not Just a Déjà Vu by

NOT JUST A

DEJA VU

by shrinidhi balachandar

Looking in the mirror shows the real me With a mild terror about future hissing near my ear Want to wear red bottom and walk on the red pathway But protectors trying to recede from my flashes by making me carry cotton in the rain

Want my background to get louder Losing myself in the same black and white hue Strings holding me like a puppet No one took a closer look

Water and glitter sticking out on my lashes Is my recital a never-ending question?

Is my recital a never-ending question?

Dragging rocks with me to get help from the clouds But the clouds themselves struggling to hold up

Trying to climb up the same ladder but slipping each step I take Dropping on the same boat that is learning to sway but can’t reach its shore yet Holding responsibility for everything I did and still have to Can’t cut my tangles forever Trying to arrange my tangles just to fit me with the rest

I know it is the same with some changes as time go by I know it has a long way to reach the chart I know when it will happen I know what will cause it to happen I could see it every day even behind my eyes It distracts me from the present but encourages me for the future Realizing it is not just a deja vu but a precious daydream Realizing that I am writing verses that make sense, but only to me...