Lost
These pictures are timeline of my life
I study them for hours, days
Trying to find the point where I got so lost
I never noticed untill now how truely lost I was
Its harder now to think of not being lost
Wishing I knew how to find myself
What kind of life am I living
Not even knowing myself
Where can I find this person buried inside of me
She screams inside of my mind
Wanting to be set free
But she is also hidding
So scared of the world
Knowing the shape of her heart
Broken and laying on the floor, bloody, barely beating
I want so badly to pull her out
Show her to the world
But more so I wish to protect her
We are lost in this body
Always searching for each other
Secreatly hoping to never be found
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