Lost
I am lost. Should i go find myself? What if what i find unsatisfactory? What is me? Ive been
lost for so long would i know me? Will i find it to much to bare? How to unlock a door thats
been padlocked for so long, my mind is being swept, dusted, remolded, the floor waxed and
the door cracked thanks to the cleaning lady.
Copyright © Jessica Stepanovsky | Year Posted 2009
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