REBECCA got created here: REBECCA
There were times I drew myself,
Tried to give a figure to my thin thoughts,
Everything was so detached,
I was unable to view my instance in mirrored lots!
Who was I and how did I appear?
Questions which struck me days apart!
Convinced with how you feel,
Left with how you see,
I had nothing of my own to be.
I was just your creation with no creativity in me!
Still with unopened eyes I lie,
As I free myself to die,
To die and renew!
Rebecca shapes herself with her ashes strewed!!!
