The life

I don't know where I am
I don't know who I am
where I belong to
or where to go
behind me
I only see the mist
of the life I could have had
but that I didn't.

I don't ask for forgiveness
much less I will apologize
for being here
for being alive
I responded to a call
wrong or right
but now that I'm here
I see the reason behind my why's.

Jessica
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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