Lost

I’m lost in my head I don’t know where to begin I know I need closure But I don’t know from what And I have no clue where to begin I’m running out of new things to try Should I go back and repeat things I used to enjoy? Things I now despise for letting me down Should I try these old things as if they were never apart of my life Letting them engulf me anew There’s so many things that I can’t bear to do There’s so many things I miss too I miss the feeling of picking my first Remembering the soul it had when I played I miss being young and being so confident Now I’m scared of any note not perfected Any tempo I messed up Anything I know I could lose I’m scared of new things I’m scared of the old What is there left for me to do? I have a yearning to try To try new things.. To pick up the old... And realize that it won’t be the same I can’t recreate feelings I need to make new ones Hell... Even variations will do..